Wednesday, 16 July 2014

Tiny Tale #7

She was sitting on the roof waiting for her best frnd to come. When she started to think rubbish again . Her thoughts were interrupted by her best friend. He brought two cups of coffeè and grilled sandwiches the way she liked. She started to tell her story all over again. He was never tired of listening them but that day it was the height . When he started scolding her. Her tears tickled down and for him it was impossible to see them. He started to act funny to make her smile. He started to tell his stupidity again .
She smiled, he loved her smile .
She slapped him , he asked her to slap once more .
She cried , he wiped her tears .
While they were eating. He gifted her something  . She opened with full of excitement . And when she opened it , she was totally shock to see the gift. She left speechless , at that time she hugged him and said * You will be the best person in my whole life*
He smiled . The gift was a watch . A watch which she desired . A watch having all the memories of their .
And exactly after 10 minutes he brought chocolate truffle cake with beautifully written . * HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUFFER *
She smiled and kissed his cheeks saying * thankyew duffer *
And that night was the best night for both . They talked much . But somewhere between those talk they realized the value of each other in their life.
They memorized the very first day they met on the roof . For sharing their homework of mathematics. At that time chilled breeze was on . (As they live in Himachal) . It became a habit to meet their and every birthday of both was celebrated their birthdays . And tons of memories.
In those 20 years of frndship . They celebrated their birthday on the roof from last 10 years. There place of meeting . Those walls are the witness of their true frndship and those cute fights 
‪‎its‬ not important that every best frnd will fall in love.
Best frnd relationship is one of the pure relationship , where you don't act
In front of them ,you be the way you are.

~Yashika Bhagat

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