All the Right Freinds
There are some people, the moment you see them, you know you want to be their freind. There are others, who you've heard about and want to be freinds with because they fascinate you. And there are others, who you never thought you'de ever like, and end up getting to know them better, and liking them. But then theres aways the catch, the person who you think would be good for you turns out to be someone you could never get along with. Thats the problem with first impressions. They are usually deceptive, or disappointing upon later revelation.
But hey, I've always been lucky with freinds. The ones I bump into on the street, or meet behind a random PC in the computer lab are there to stay. Mine :) I wondered, will she turn out to have this hidden, weird, mean or two faced character that will reveal itself one day and ruin everything. Or will she be jealous, unreliable and un-trustworthy? Only time tells such things, but as I said, I'm lucky. It was too good to be true, to find someone who not only shares your weird taste in music, eats cookies like a monster, and lives on peanut butter and jelly. But one who also gets pimples, on the same day, same cheek, same side of the face. Or has the same shoe size. Or tenezis size. :D This is an ode to the dreamer up in room 18. The confident, passionate, just-the-right-amount-of-cynical girl, who has become not only my cosmic sister, but been there to hug me when I'm in tears, feed me when I'm hungry, make me remove my blush-on when she thinks im over-dressed (i resent that, every time!), and just BE there. Be there just to make me feel great about going home, 10 days earlier than her, when she should be complaining. Make me feel unfat and pretty. The key-losing, oyster ever-so-more losing, chronic outfit-changer, bangs-straightening monster, the scatterbrain is my lifesaver :)
The ones who sit behind you in the lab, or pretend not to stare at you from behind their glasses, when you're absolutely sure they were ;) are the other kind. Whe i met my italian inspired dunhill smelling soul-twin, I didn't think 4 years down the lane I'd be spoilt beyond the point that a mere 'Thank You' for lemonade was no longer in my vocabulary. But, its not my fault, there are no boundaries to indulgence, and I have been indulged way too much. I was never a brat. Now I am :) But this is sort of a sigh of relief, that I knew how to do binary conversions. Never thought they would get me far. Surprise Surprise! :) Thanks for keeping the faith in me. For ignoring me, for going through rough times without a word. For believing in the foolish little girl who couldn't even stand in one place without wavering. For the stories, songs and ability to never tell me to shut up, when even I would have told me to shutup :)