Yaari.. teri yaari…Chal maana iss baari…Saari meri fikrein…Tere aage aake haari…
Once upon a time
in a small town there was a small kindergarten, and in its small class
among the other kids there were two girls. One a little chubby and cute,
another one cute but not so chubby. They were both made to sit together and got
talking in their little toddler ways, they talked and talked, so much that the
teacher had to separate them. But in the time they sat together, something
happened that entwined their lives forever. They became “best friends”, a
friendship that will last a life time. A friendship, that was untouched by
time, distance, relationships or anything worldly. A bond stronger than all
else, after all even their siblings have not known them for as long as they’ve
known each other.
Friendships like
these are rarer than finding true love, or maybe this is true love but we’ve
all been mistaking romantic love to be so. A love so pure and selfless. This is
what truly means to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer, for
poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. It’s funny how we
use these vows during a wedding, when we truly have taken them with our
Soul-sisters much earlier than we even met our spouses.
The vow of patiently
listening to endless grumbling about boys, heartaches, crushes, parents,
career, common enemies and everything under the Sun. The vow of being there any
time of day, of being just a phone call or a message away. The vow of not
judging, yet giving the right advise always. The vow of always speaking the
truth no matter how bitter and then giving your shoulder to cry when needed. The
vow of standing by and supporting everything without question and willing to
fight the world for them, and later slap them silly for being absolute fools
for doing it in the first place when alone. The vow of lying to parents so they
can sneak out on dates or apply for jobs or whatever else they know their
parents would be mad at. The vow of laughing on the silliest things only you
could find funny. The vow of dreaming & praying for each other, hoping they
have all the happiness the world can offer, without a speck of jealousy (well
ok a bit of it, depending on what’s the other one getting, but very very little
okay). The vow to understand the unspoken words and unshed tears, and wipe them
even when you are miles apart. The vow to always say the right things when
needed the most. And so many more that mere words cannot describe.
The bond between
those two toddlers is about 34 years old and still strong. Along the way there
were many more who joined in this sisterhood. Sharing memories of fun &
laughter, of tears and trials. My girls are truly my lifeline, sharing a part
of me that’s visible to no one, a part of me which is often unlovable, yet received
the most love from them. And with this post I want to thank each one of them
and especially my oldest & dearest friend for always being there, for being
a part of my life, you have made this journey so much more beautiful. Without
you most things in my life would be boring AF. Thank you Universe for bringing her
and the others I hold close to my heart and making my life so meaningful.
Cheers to Soul
Sisters…Cheers to our Atrangi Yaari… Love You...
