I moved out of my house for the first time and i wanted to be an independent women so I decided not to stay in the hostel. The decision of staying in a rented flat was the worst or best i did not ponder upon. But the decision was firm, despite the fact that hunting a flat in a new city without contacts is not an easy game.

I met a guy in class and just randomly said I am also looking for flat, so was he. We exchanged numbers. And guess what? He called me next day saying that his broker will show flats to me and I agreed saying there is no harm in it. He called me at the flat, I was scared; new city, new person (I am bad in judging people as it is and I can trust people easily). I went at the address he text-ed me, (he called me 1000 times to confirm i am coming or not). When i reached there i was quite surprised because the one thing i noticed there was that, the flat was under construction and there was no broker there, A chill ran down my spine. I started making calls, my phone was not charged so he gave me his charger, he made me feel comfortable and then he started showing me flat, telling about future plans regarding flat and eventually i got comfortable. He told me that was his flat and we were waiting for broker. That was the aHHH moment for me, but i was wondering that why the guy is speaking a lot. We just met and why the hell is he telling his stories to me . I thought might be he is an extrovert or might be he is so excited then suddenly he says- i am a Bengali and there was he. Bang on chatter box. {NO Offence to bengalis otherwise}. He kept on blabbering and believe me he still blabber for no reason.

Days passed by and gradually we became friends,then group friends, then best of friends. I found my flat finally, he moved a lot with me to find me a place. Be it rain , be it sun, be it dhool of the Mumbai. He was there with me at every damn moment. Times we spent in auto, the stories we shared in autos are still secret and nobody in our friend circle knows about it. He helped me in moving my things from one place to other. I thought he was the best.I was happy to have him in this new place.

Months passing by and our friendship was getting stronger and stronger.When i used to get angry, he used to give me lectures on where I lack. He knew me in and out; my strengths, my weaknesses, what will be my next move and how will i react at any point. I was all day engrossed in him. But believe me because i found him best among all that is why i was his best of friends not because i wanted to date him or something. Don't know why people starting making notions about me and him. I never listened to them, i never reacted to them.

But suddenly a thunderstorm came, i have never expected that in my life. I never thought that storm will drift us apart at such a great velocity. Something went wrong somewhere. I am still wondering what was that. Is it that the person has changed or is that his priorities has changed or is that i have changed. Where the CHANGE was happening, i had no clue, He made his new friends, might be he is always like that and i never got him right, might be it was me who never got such attention and was liking it as friend or might be it was him who was getting attention now.

But i still miss his talks, his notorious pranks, his long speech , his beach side late night talks when i am angry, his after drink smiles, his Drunkard activities, his nice pat to me when i am wrong, his I am ALWAYS RIGHT wala attitude, his bad looking face. He was somebody that i used to know
Its not that i am not talking to him, its just that we are not talking the way we used to. He was not my boyfriend neither i was his girlfriend but the friendship bond we used to share was more than that. But now
we just fight in a group, we just smile superficially, he is just always surrounded with the butterflies and poking his nose everywhere, we are just sharing space, we are just saying hi and bye.

In the end i just want everyone to have a best of friends in their life who can always be there with them at all the occasions. Not necessarily to be an opposite sex., it can be same sex bff also.
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HAPPY WRITING/. :)

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