Friends For N-Ever!

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I believe it was Grade VI where we learnt that;

Friendship is a priceless gift,

That cannot be bought or sold.

No wonder this poem was taken seriously only until the examinations, that we forgot what it actually meant. We never thought that its meaning could be deeper than Mariana’s Trench.

School life was the craziest and easiest, even though, at that time we all felt that it’s a really big thing if we have an exam the next day or a surprise test is taken in the class. What did our young minds know, that in practical life, these surprise tests and examinations are a daily routine?

At that age, we all were naïve; we fought and patched up our broken hearts every other day. Who knew we would all miss being children one day? All we wanted was, to grow up and control the world.

In all the experiences, friends were a major part, what so ever happened, it was mandatory to share it in the friends group. Without doing that, our day would be incomplete. Pranks and gossips would be the favorite part of our friendship.

We all considered that friendship is a very common thing, that everyone has a friend. In some way it is true. But, when people grow up, we never know how their priorities might change.

Seeing that school life was ending, and we all made like a thousand promises to stay in touch and keeping re-unions to water our plant of ‘friendship’.

Our fate took us to different paths, where Moiz and Hatim shifted to Dubai and Alefiyah shifted to Dares-Salaam. After school got over, we all had a different routine. Our studies were different and the environment was entirely different. Getting busy with life, we missed the happy days of bunking class in school because bunking in college meant a great loss in understanding the subject. Nothing remained the same, except the will to laugh together once again.

After one and a half year of shifting to Dares-Salaam, Alefiyah flew to Karachi for two weeks, where I and Alif met four times. All worries and tensions went out the window and disappeared into the thin air. We laughed, cheered and shared our feelings once again. After a long time we felt like life is worth living.

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Our friendship is like Never Ever, because never, never comes, even when we die, our minds rest with the happy memories of our lives. Hence, our friendship lives through this phase to the other.

PS.Have a safe flight back home! 😉

With lots of love,

Yours sincerely,

Ruqai.

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6 thoughts on “Friends For N-Ever!

  1. Alefiyah Rao

    Oh my godddd!!! Thankyou so much Ruqai 😊 this means so much to me 😘 will miss you loads. Take care. We’ll always stay in touch.

    • Aliffff, you’re most welcome, will miss you more. Hoping to see you soon again. You too take care and remember me in your prayers and so shall I :). Insha Allah we WILL stay in touch :).
      Ruqai.

  2. How wonderful. keep appreciating these small wonders. Reading this reminded me of your dynamic class which was such a pleasure to teach.
    Maryam

    • We all miss those days, the entire class together was a wonder in itself. Those days are pinned to the soft boards of our mind permanently, those memories will go on wherever we go. Thank you Bhen for always appreciating our small efforts 🙂
      Ruqaiya.

  3. Wow..! A really nice way to express the appreciation for your friends.
    Friendship is truly evergreen. You may meet your friend after years yet feel you have never been apart because we start up from just where we left off. 🙂

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