Friends

Memory

Slip of Memory

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Just another morning, yet my light-hearted soul danced, as I entered the gate,
Adhered to the disciplined morning prayer queue, while chattering with my mate.
On retreat to class, I clung to the back seat, plucking my all-purpose notebook,
After indefinite tic-tac-toes, our paper-planes smoothly landed in just one look.

Recess time it was, with my group I was, when one guy showed up with a cracker,
Mischievous idea it was, to burst inside the class, we planned like a full-proof hacker.
The class was chaotic, so we gestured our chief, from where he proceeded thereafter,
Out came the explosion, vacuous went the class, and we went bursting into laughter.

Suddenly, there was a background melody, my alarm tone it was and 8 in the morning,
Undertook couple of minutes to regain consciousness, and to absorb the entire thing.
There was no class, there was no chaos, like an isolated bird in the cold I was shivering,
Opened social-media, I scrolled through those old buddies, for knowing their well-being.

Some have started their family, few following their passion, others reaching great height,
While remaining did not show up on search, I tried recalling their faces with all my might.
Realizing how I lost connections over the years, my heart was heavy and cold was my feet,
Taking a couple of deep long breaths, I finally woke up and proceeded to brush my teeth.

friends

Journey with Friendship

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Unyielding bonds and infinite memories you carry together, dear friendship,
Gets easily attached to a relation, irrespective of everything, like a clip.
Which requires enormous betrayal and falseness to split, such solid is your grip,
Feeling delightful to reminisce my journey with you, out of my memory chip.

You embraced my life journey when I couldn’t even properly speak,
Those old Montessori days, where we all wanna go back and seek.
Had ruthless fights and bursting cries, being so vulnerable and weak,
But your endless togetherness, helped me carry you till this peak.

More than a decade, with 150 known names and faces, in my golden past,
You still filtered out from school, having count of fingers, from the vast.
Was it bitching of teachers or quarrels with others, that affixed us fast,
Or tiffins to tutions, sports to studies or desks to books, that made us outlast.

From unknown faces, to uncountable attendance proxies that we dropped,
And last night studies with smart team-work in the exam, helped us topped.
The intensity of birthday bumps increased each daring year, as we hopped,
Feared of not getting you after college, so our connection never stopped.

But still, I gotta met you in corporate cages, something more than a colleague,
Those chai sutta breaks, like a frustration therapy session, appeared as a gig.
Bonds increased with long outstation road trips and treks, where all took a dig,
Where finally I realized, that having a bond with you is just out of my league.

That moment where I met you somewhere or via people, which I was so unaware,
Stranger roommates and unfamiliar flatmates who gradually started to care.
Got you on social networks but never met in person, still life updates I share,
Have ditched you multiple times, still selflessly for me, you are always there.

Gratitude to all, sharing this heartful relation, no matter where it started from,
And thanks for all the indelible memories with those, who from my life are gone.
You have always added colors to my life in all situations, like a magical crayon,
Oh beloved friendship, just keep growing with quality and quantity as my life goes on.