For T.P.K.

"Having the same warmth in a friendship every time you meet ...even if you talk rarely...it is a great thing to have. So, you always know these kind of people must be kept forever.."

Life has been a roller-coaster ride and with people whom I call magic and the world calls friends, it has indeed been an amusing experience. Well, I am a bit late when I write about a one day stay at my friend's home this feb (better late than never :D ).So, Miss T.P.K. and I have been friends for the past 11 years ( we too realized this when we counted this at her home). . *_*

I remember we had joined the school in the same class (Class Four). What we both remember was her small bicycle in which I was a pillion rider and we both were returning from school. It was the day of dress rehersal for our Annual Day and since the venue was nearby, we went just like that- she paddling the cycle and me the pillion rider. But, when we returned back to school, my bus had left. So, we thought of going to her home and then think further of returning home. We were quite okay with the idea. But, we missed a minute detail. ( A bulky one actually!) Yes, our School BAGS. So, on the way to her home we were not just two little girls on a little cycle. We were two little girls, one little cycle and two bulky bags. (Mind you, those were the days when we had separate copied for Homework and Classwork :P). After some distance my sweaty hands were finding it difficult to hold the cycle amidst being pushed from her bag. So, eventually, she felt that she had a lighter load suddenly. Yes, I fell down on the road :D  It was all good later. We somehow managed to reach her home and my brother came to pick me up from there. And that year I was dancing with bruise in the annual function. (hehe)

11 years later, we are still the same. Her mom still cooks those delicious parathas. O! Tanu, Thanks a lot. . that day was enjoyable and memorable.You and your family made my day. Once in a lifetime life offers a hand to be with a person like you. Thanks for the memories.

With love
Rashmi :)