~"No matter how much we move on or try to move on, a part of us is always stuck there, stuck in memories and stuck in the moments we want to replay."
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My thoughts took me back to the days I had left long back, because there was no point left to dwell in them and make my life more miserable. I had already had my share, and hers as well.
Memories often tend to play games with us, and my memories took me back to my 11th birthday. The first time I saw her, I turned 11 that day, and I didn't know it was her birthday too. All I knew was Pandey Ji, who had been serving our family since the last 17 years, who was more of like a family member to us now, was coming back from his village and was bringing his family along too. With mom and dad always busy with business trips and meetings, Dadi, Radhika Di and Pandey Ji were the people I usually saw around me and he often told me about his family back in the village and he never forgot to mention his daughter who was of the same age as me. Saavi, Saani, Anvi,What was her name.
I was about to cut the cake, that was when Dadi said, "Wait Aryan beta. It's Pandey Ji's daughter's birthday as well today. Why don't you share this cake with her?"
Pandey Ji's face lit up. I was a bit reluctant to share my cake with someone but Pandey Ji had already told her to come forward and cut the cake with me. He said, "Saanvi Beta, go near Aryan Baba. You both share the same birthday.
A short girl with big black eyes, hair tied into two ponytails, wearing a pink frock took baby steps towards me. And I was there not willing to share my cake, infact with that girl, I finally got to know her name, Saanvi it was.
She came and said, "Aryan Baba, Happy Birthday to you", and extended her hand to shake hands with me.
And I said, "Same to you. Isn't it funny saying Same to you when someone says Happy Birthday."
And she giggled.
And I remember cutting the cake with her. And Dadi told me that she would now be studying in my class and I need to help her out with stuff. And she told her not to call me Aryan Baba, and just Aryan instead. I had been quite a loner when it came to friends. So I was happy that now I would have someone to share everything with, including my birthday.
I was happy that I had Saanvi.
With the sharing of birthday and sharing the same class, we started sharing a beautiful bond of friendship.
And we'd say
"Saanvi + Aryan = Friends Forever."
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Tears were trickling down my face. I turned on my laptop. It had me and Saanvi, our pictures, our childhood and our teenage and everything. I saw that picture clicked on our 11th birthday. It had me, Saanvi, Dadi and Radhika Di. I controlled myself. Time took me back to those days.
Saanvi and me, friends forever, our friendship was meant to be and we both were there, for-ever.
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