Yeh Dosti....

A boy born and brought up in a small village in a southern state of India knew nothing except his mom for the first 2-3 years of his life. No big deal, because thats what every child goes through! Then, he joined school, he cried everyday to avoid school, he didn't want to go there for he knew none except his elder sister there. Again no big deal, because every one of us feels the same. He somehow gradually developed a liking towards his school and finally started enjoying it and life was going fine.
Then, his family shifted to the big city of Hyderabad and he was moved a palatial bungalow in a village to a small 3-room flat in a big city, which to him seemed to have no borders. He later realised all these years he has lived he had to leave and he could take nothing with him into his future, not the school, not the friends... He was worried again. Some times depressed, sometimes frustrated! He loathed change and indignantly marched towards a school that seemed to house all the children in the world. He felt nostalgic and a magnetic force used to pull him in the nights. But then, he again managed to scrape through and started enjoying life pretty soon and then again as life progressed went to a junior college and then joined a college, all the time the scale getting bigger and the fear and frustrating turning miniscule! Again today, on Friendship Day, when he recalls it all, he smiles! No, he isn't Stupendous Man of Calvin fame, he is me... or for that matter with a little change in nomenclature he is you and he is all of us!
Today, as I call, message and greet my friends, I realise that it has been friends who have helped me carry on at any point in life. Of course, not that I had seen enough, I realise every one owes a part of his or her happiness to his friends.
There are friends whom you are in regular touch with, friends whom you would like to meet but you cannot, friends you would like to emulate, friends you would like to learn from, friends come in all shapes and all sizes and are with you all times. Of all my friends, the friends I love the most are the friends I have made in DA-IICT. Friends from my place, friends from my wing, friends from my group, friends from my projects, friends from the activities I have participated in and friends whose legs I have pulled in orkut :P.

I sometimes regret nit having enough time to keep in touch with all my friends, let them be from the remote place I have been born in or let them be the friends I use orkut and mail to keep in touch with. I regret having to use orkut and blogger to keep in touch with friends in the college also. The platform changes, but the feeling sustains! I hope all my friends understand this and my promise... Yeh Dosti Hum Nahi Chhodenge!

Though I don't feel a necessity for a special day to commemorate friendship between friends, I take this as an opportunity to reach out to all my friends, to all those people whom I care for! These are people I don't think I can alienate from any of my days.

There are some people whose legs I have to pull through orkut, some people whose art I have to appreciate through online mediums, there are people whom I have to reach out only through mails and phone. All these friends of mine are so very dear to me and I dedicate this one day of my year to all of them whom I really really love, respect and care for!

Happy Friendship Day