somewhat excited and curious. I could see children holding on to their parents,
some were even howling on top of their voices, some hitting each other. I tried to make way towards my classroom,
KG-A. I reached the classroom and found two cute faces smiling at me. Hema and Anita
were the first friends I made in kindergarten.
lots of masti. I still remember how we used to fill our gumboots with water and
catch earthworms during break. We learnt alphabets, poems, numbers and art. We
played hide & seek, dog and the bone, goldspot, kho-kho, kabbadi and many
more. We practiced together for the annual day performance and sports day
to drift away. We got new set of friends, yet the warmth of the first
friendship, still stays.
I would eagerly wait for
the clock to strike 1pm, so that I could rush back home, finish my homework and
spend the rest of the evening with my building paltan.
was what I wanted, as I was in my teens. I had a lovely group of seven friends,
and four of them were very close to me. They knew every single detail of my
Now we are scattered in
different parts of the world, some are married, some even have children. We are
busy with our day-today responsibilities, an occasional chat of FB, a Whatsapp
message or an email. However, on every friendship day, we go back to those
days, relive each moment and a smile spreads on our lips…and our hearts say, ‘Those were indeed the best days of my life!’
Friends are a precious gift
that we get to choose. We may not speak to each other every day, we may not
meet each other often, yet our hearts cherish this beautiful gift of friendship