Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Life's turning around me..amazing!

Its 4:30 in the morning,and i got up due to a dream..dream which was making me reach in a real but past memory with someone i loved. In last 24 hours life suddenly turned it's face around me..some own relations..i ever assumed to be mine forever and then departed with leaving me astonished and alone..came back in life again surprisingly and cheerfully.
In our childhood v got to write essays on topics in schools..many short topics like Cow,postman,India,Your best teacher,Mother and many more. One of them was 'MY BEST FRIEND',which v always used to write with enjoy.In my writing the person who always took place for the designation of my best friend was only one..and he remained constant untill i left writing essays or he left me alone and changed the college after high school examinations..v were always together on our cycles till our 10th class study..slowly-2 i felt that time that he was going far from me. His new circle..his new reachings..many things were departing him from me. I felt it but i kept on meeting him in some time intervals..i also had to come Lucknow for graduation.But i kept on.
Today v enjoyed a night together in my open city and hometown 'Raebareli'. V have no permissions in home to be late at night but today v were late.After 12:30 v both got in in our respective homes..it had been 7 full years to see my that best friend in that form,in which he was when he always used be the protagonist of my essay 'My Best Friend'. It was some emotions which twisted back while sitting with him with beers in hands..i felt one of my left asset back to me suddenly. V enjoyed some moments of back life together,reached..from where we became apart..that college days were remembered.Beer was somewhere working as a catalyst. After coming home on my bed i am relaxed alot and happy beyond the limits coz really i've got one of my valuable asset back.I m happy really happy.

Enough for this time.Rest is in next. Love u and bye till then:)

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