Randomness at its best!!

What’s my world? My family, friends, electronic gadgets, my boss, the washerwoman, discos, traffic jams, cute guys, shopping et al? Nope. That’s not my world. Not everything or everyone is a part of my world. I get to choose who stays and who leaves; after all life is about making choices, isn’t it? Right or wrong, doesn’t matter. Just stick by it!

I have lots of friends. Loads. But this blog is not about all of them. It’s about my three angels. I haven’t mentioned anybody’s name in the previous blogs, but I shall do now. Anna, Fiddi, Radhi (alphabetically arranged..lol): my bestest friends. We are all in different parts of the world (geographically), but still it feels like they are right here with me. Probably smirking at what I’ve written, chuckling at my choice of words, wanting me to stop writing and talk to them instead. I’m a “happy” person. I laugh easily. But somehow the way I laugh with these three idiots is so much more enjoyable. We laugh more than we talk! Back in college we took it for granted: all the laughing. Now we realize how precious it was…

I call one of them, and I don’t even have to say I’m upset. They just know it from my voice. They sense my pain. They feel it like it is their own. And when one of them calls me, the same happens. Friendship is beautiful. Friends are worth doing anything for. I could go to any lengths to make sure my buddies are happy. And they would do the same.

Fine we make fun of each other. All the time. Be it my height, Fiddi’s “photo pose,” Radhi’s complexion or Anna’s language, but it’s alright. There is no malice. It’s sweet in fact. I mean, if Fiddi stops commenting on how short I am (am not really short, but it’s just that the other three are TALL. So relatively I’m short), I’ll probably die (extreme emotion I know, but you get the point). The day I stop telling Radhi that it’s embarrassing to go out with her, she’ll probably think my pea-sized brains have been taken over by some alien! We can be sarcastic (read very very sarcastic. And the brat that I am, I’m the undisputed queen of nastiness), but it’s all for fun. Of course when we’re talking about someone outside our group…whew! God bless his/her soul:D

We met in November 2006. After so long. The four of us. Craziness unleashed. Laugh riot…felt “alive” in the real sense of the word. We’ve known each other for six years now. And there’s so much more to come. We might or might not approve of everything the other person is doing, but that’s secondary. We make our opinions known to each other, but there is no imposing. I sometimes wish two of us in the group were guys! We are so good together, it makes sense to be couples. But since we aren’t lesbians, two of us should have been of the opposite sex. There wouldn’t be any love problems then…lol.

I love everything about us. Right from “kya toh bhi” to “yadi ye,” from “just shove it” to “u’re mad or wot”…FRAN is my lifeline. Love you three so much so much so much. Always. Forever. Boyfriends will come and go, but you guys are here to stay. You're my world. Mmmmmmmuah!