Toast To Our Friendship
Seventeen years and those silent Tuesday walks,
Numerous late night phone calls and those silent talks,
Just a need for a demand to be made,
One meeting ‘em every time and getting the other one swayed.
Those tantrums and not taking medicines while sick,
One ready to convince the other thinking every time what was said would just click.
Just generating a thought in the air thinking about you,
And getting a call the same day- Phew!!!
With the class-notes almost always sharing things we couldn’t say
With one living in zones of black and whites,
And other teaching to start considering life’s areas of grey.
When the sun shined one preferred to make hay,
While the other always learnt by often falling prey.
GOD created two replica minds with the world trying to make them compete,
But helping each other was something which would always make ‘em feel complete
More than friendship there was never anything concrete,
We never really needed anything that could make our friendship take a backseat.
The richness of this relation is something we’ve always cherished,
Every single day was a proud emotion we nourished,
I just hope this was something that could have in eternity flourished.
But I’ve realized that things are no more the same,
I no more own you and certain emotions have vanished or been replaced,
The only thought that makes me proud is
This friendship and emotions we shared were never lame
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