Do you remember me? There is no way I can be bygones. We shared the same bench remember, same tiffin, same van, same birthday. Oh wait, you were the reason I got to celebrate my birthday at school. You know I am a summer kid, so I never had my thunder at school during birthdays which were the good old long vacation days, but yes I used to celebrate mine yours. You know the days when your happiness was mine and mine was yours. The naive us, who thought we were best friends forever. There is no such thing as forever when it comes to us. We are far beyond that absolute cryptic terms. That’s why you will always be my chocolate dispenser partner beyond time.
I know I was the intrepid kiddo until you pushed me roundabout the slide in our playtime class, and my heart was pounding like it was just about to come out of my mouth. But that was the glorified moment of my life, conquering fear was such an easy task by then. Just a poke and I was good to go. I miss those thrusts when I am agitated when it feels like its the end of the world. Probably, your propel is the only hope that is gonna fix the pieces of the world for me.
I still remember how much efforts we pulled to contact each other, I mean who writes landline number like hundred times all over just to memorize how to stay in touch. I bet you know what it is, today as well? But what in the world has happened to us now? So much of connectivity, still no proclivity.
Why have we grown so much today, that we ain’t the same pony tied girls, oh wait that’s only one of us because you were a boycott remember? Jokes apart, but remember us, walking all back to home from school via our adventure land of puddles and construction mountains, our mud-drenched white shoes, red almost released ribbons from our hair, the tackiest bags in town and us doing that Bollywood “Palat” scenes on road. We were basically, the small gang when we used to be on our ladybirds. We were great pilots, you remember the autopilot mode you tried? and Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. We cried our hearts out laughing at our whacky stunts which gave us felicity. I bet nobody can give you that. Oh yeah, you are welcome.
We were pretty engaged in our together forever euphoria that we did not even know when the joyful breeze turned in to dust devil. Our lives got bifurcated like the tributaries, yes it rained heavily that day. The ladybirds were gloomed. Everything seemed pale. We had grown up and life had happened.
But my dear sweetie, I don’t know what’s broken but my love for you will never ever fade.