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Sometimes you discover the fun-side of a person so late in life!! It so happened that I knew this friend for almost 30 years - but graduated to friendship about 3-4 years back! We go a long way back to our college days- she was the diligent, serious , studious one and I was the flighty butterfly- studies a pass-time and college a cauldron for my metamorphosis into the lemme -experiment - with- my- life types! Obviously I was at the receiving end of collective disapproval for my life style - and she being one of the toppers stayed away from me ( Though years later she said that she quite envied our colorful life -and she wasn't really the goody two shoes that I thought her to be). Years passed and we met suddenly in front of the Principal's office of the school where I was working. It was a stressful day, I got a mouthful for something- and there I come out of the gas -chamber (!) half alive, and someone  calls out "Ai Puti!!!" 
-Oh my god!! Who is she? 
She looked vaguely familiar, but for the life of me I could not get her name!And I definitely wanted to shrug off this lady and was in no mood to chit chat with her right under the lioness's den!!But she would not leave me alone and I obliged! Later of course Mamtu kind of filled me up on her! I was convinced she is not going to be my type- and was sure she really would not mix-up with me ! But over those two years  that we worked in the school ,we kind of developed a cordial and almost a friendly relationship- but we were more of colleague than friends ! again we parted ways as she left the school and went else where....But life has its strange way of bringing people back! She became friends with a common relative of mine and we connected over Facebook! This time we hit it off from the word go! Dissection, gossips, no-holds -bar chats...over our FB friends- male , female all:))) It was funny the way we opened up after all these years- the formality gave way to camaraderie ! It's not that we meet everyday, or call but when we do, we find that we have so much to chat about! She is still sane, but enjoys my ribald jokes, in fact memorizes them to perfection! 
Who would know that a day would come when I would look forward to her "Hiiiiii" post 10'o clock!
That I would miss her when she is absent from the chat-box!
That she is someone I would look forward to share my day and my stories  with !(Miss her Golpo bol ! Golpo bol!)The highs and lows and the sane and the profane!!
Thanks for re-entering  in my life in your new avatar  :))) love you Anu!!

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  1. amrita21 March 2012 at 05:10

    wow !!! this is indeed an honour. tried posting a comment but it didn't go through, not sure why.
    i value this friendship too , very much so.
    correction ..... not a topper , not a topper at all ..... nerdy , yes but not a topper !!!
    correction .... did not stay away deliberately from you ..... let's say our paths never crossed , just as i was telling nilanjana the other day why on earth did we never exchange a single word in college ???
    shall we say that this was the way it was meant to be ......
    but once again so so glad to have rediscovered you ....... both you and i have been a revelation to each other i think ......
    here's to friendship of the strange but lasting kind .........
    love you too.
    anuradha

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  2. amrita21 March 2012 at 05:10

    :)) made my day....will try to copy paste this comment if thats ok with you!! and everything has its own time and place and points of njoyment...to a frindship post 45 ..cheers!!!!

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