My friends teased me, told me that she was a tramp. But I didn't care.
I sat besides Sonia, listened to her endless talks without complaining..and started to carry her shopping bags while she went about picking up everything and anything that she saw.
I liked having her around. There was something about her. She was always so cheerful, so happy and she didn't care about any damn thing, and when I was with her, I could be myself cause she never judged.
She was the kind of girl with whom I could talk about anything. She was blunt, shameless.. innocent and warm.
She looked beautiful even when she had cheese dripping down her lips, and when she did her funny dance when she got drunk. A funny laugh, and a comforting voice. Yes. That was her, and as time passed, I started falling for her..though I tried to get the thought off my mind.
She was a friend.
Just a friend.
3 Years Back
An year passed, and so did the other. Sonia and I were joined to the hip. She was my other half. My best friend. Nothing more.
And then the time came..
Sonia's parents sent her abroad for her college. I wanted to go along, but my parents couldn't afford it. She wanted to stay, but she couldn't. She left, and I remained here..not knowing how I would go on without her. I was scared that I would lose her.
And I wasn't wrong.
We spoke for hours everyday. She kept filling me up with the things that she was upto, the guys who lingered around her, and the parties she kept attending. As usual, she went on and on. And I felt that I had no place in her life any longer. I started to avoid her. I started to make my life interesting. I stated to linger around girls, started to party. I didn't need Sonia to have fun.
We grew apart. The phone calls decreased, we drifted away.
And then I stared to miss her.. her blabbering, the way her hair fell over her eyes.. I missed sitting besides her, watching her eat chocolates.
I thought about her all the time. That girl was driving me crazy!
And then she called me, one fine day.
I was going to meet her after three long years!
I put on my best clothes, emptied almost half of the axe deo, hoping that she would cling to me like they show in the ads.
She waited for me. In a red dress. As I walked into the cafe, my eyes searched for her. And when I approached her, she flung herself onto me. Finally I can say that the deo worked for me. Or maybe not. Maybe she genuinely wanted to hold me. Now I should shut up. I think I'm blabbering. Does that make me a girl?
She had the same warmth, the same old smile. And when we started talking, her eyes shinned, her talks were never ending.
And she looked as adorable as she did on the night when I sat besides her on her birthday.
She hadn't changed one bit..apart from the fact that I found her even more beautiful now!
When she held my hand and said that she had missed me, she drove me crazy once again!
Sorry if this was really long. I posted the story in a go, cause I'll be away for a while. Will be back once I get my net connection back :)
Till then take care.