old friends/new friends

So my bestest friend in the whole world read my blog today (yeah ok she takes her time, so what? anything worth doing, is worth doing slowly;)....and that haaaaaas to be an occasion for a post.....nothing like reassurance from an old trusted friend to remind you that you have something to say, and something worthwhile.

So Pritika(just for you madam;) wrote me a beautiful mail telling me how much she has always enjoyed my reading(which is true, I am the official journalist/wedding invitation writer in her life)....and how I should continue...and someday I will have a "sex and the city " show based on my life and when I make millions she gets to take a commision of that!...so madam this one's just for you....

I dont know if everyone has had a chance to have a best friend that has survived for over 15 years( I lost count when I got her a charm bracelet with the roman numeral for the number of years we had been friends...and I got the NUMBER wrong!:)...yes, I do that, often), but I have had the good fortune. I could tell you about all the numerous things we have done together, over the seemingly endless years, but thats for another day...

Today I wanna think about Pritika when she was just pritam, this tall gangly incredibly thin(yeah even then!) kid with the slightly funny hairstyle (for todays times, not for then...god forbid madam is ever not in the height of fashion!) who walked into my school in the 4rth grade. I say my school , coz I had been there forever and she was the newcomer...I actually remember the day she walked into my class...but I didnt really pay attention to her for a couple of years after that.....she was thin and I wasnt, she was popular and I wasnt, she hung out with the cool kids and I hung out in the library one whole year when all my friends abandoned me. Then one day we discovered that we lived pretty close to each other and miracle of miracles! we had a measly 24 hours between our birthdays!!!

Now when I think about it, it seems like such a lame excuse to become best friends, but thats what we became. She taught me everything I didnt know about boys, all those nights I spent over at her place and we spied on those very foreign species (this doesnt sound the way it was...but she knows what Im talking about)...she seemed like the epitome of cool, someone who knew all the right moves, had a life outside of school(most of us kids never did) and yet was a great student, bright and competitive.

I dont know what I brought to her life then, I do know that now I bring to her life a shared history, a trust that lets her be be true flawed self around me, a belief that I will laugh at all her silly jokes when no one else will and a promise that I will never judge her and be in her corner....always.

I know this because I feel the same way.