Ok I have weird ideas I know.......And they get weirder by the day. But then so does he. And what happens when 2 otherwise sane(?) people get stuck on to their respective weird ideas and try to prove their point??-An argument..right...........So that's how it started -with an argument-my aquaintance with Baba Maarlo. In a restaurant in Pune. Well ...ok.....fine....we argued.......so what?? Nothing actually.....
And then I moved on to Mumbai and he to ....Ahmedabad to complete his studies.
And then many autumns later we met again in Mumbai.... And this time there were no arguments, we had grown up.
But who is this Baba Maarlo and how do I know him??
Hmmm needs some explanation........
My mom always says that a only a good person can be a good friend. Well I have yet to come across a better person than Shikha all my life........And considering that I have n number of friends and aquaintances apread across India -That's saying something.
She was my neighbour back home , and over a period of time we became good friends as well.
Those were the days- endless gossip over phone, long evening walks, shopping trips , going to college together, giggling over silly jokes, discussing our crushes......the list is huge. Those days I was on a cooking experimentation spree and my poor Shikha used to be a guinea pig for all my culinary end products. But trust her to constantly motivate me by praising my efforts all over.
She has always been a source of motivation and inspiration for me . Today I sit back and wonder how would life had been if I didn't have a friend like her to stand by me through all my turmoils and failures. I am sure I would have made a mess of everything. Well so there is she-My Shikha, she is not my Best Friend , she is my BESTEST Friend....
But Yes we were talking about Baba Maarlo-where does he come into the picture.......Well my mom also says that good people always get good people as companions.
So Shikha got Baba Maarlo -in other words they are...eh...em ..er." Good Friends" ............
What a pair they make!!!! He- Tall ,Handsome, cheerful, bright- She- Pretty , slim, charming, attractive and Me-The perennial kabab mein haddi. (Make no mistake- I am writing all this at great risks to my life. Someone sitting there in delhi is gonna kill me once she reads this)
So Baba Maarlo is a good friend today-we don't have arguments about silly things any more. It feels good to talk to him when I am happy, sad, cheerful, grumpy-in other words at all times....Banda yeh definitelty Bindaas hai......And Shikha is the Best.....and she remains the special person that she always has been....And sorry to do this to u guys-but u have to bear the extra baggage called Mishi all ur life:)))
Cheers to our Friendship!!!!
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