My Best Friend

Dear blog

I have realized that I have a best friend too whom I love and who loves me back. A Best friend who knows me completely and with whom I share a crazy telepathy. The one who listens to me when I am silent in spite of the fact that I desperately want to be heard. The one who shares and cares, who laughs and cries... The one who is simply my best friend... The one for whose sight, I peep into the class room and prompt a brisk smile... The one who has started loving the pink color too just because I fancy it... The one who deserves to read my following words first... I proudly dedicate the following poem to my best friend of life, with whom I love to share my life :

My Best Friend

After all those mornings
When I didn't have a best friend,
I finally wake up in the morning
With the thought of a best friend, whom I possess ...
I had always shooed away the concept
That there are good friends,
Then there are very good friends,
And that there is a best friend too ...
But when buying a chocolate
And munching on it all alone seemed senseless;
When having a bad day
And being upset about it all alone seemed pointless;
When having butterflies in the stomach before exam
And going through the exams of life all alone seemed impossible;
When there's always that one person
Without talking to whom I can't go to bed;
I joyfully announce to this world
That I have got a best friend too ...
When I say that I don't want to talk
And mean that I need the warmest hug in the world;
The mere presence of my best friend
Warms me and my world inside out ...
When I say that I am absolutely fine
And mean that I want to run away from my life;
The horribly stupid jokes of my best friend
Makes me not just smile but laugh out loud too ...
After all those nights
When I didn't have a best friend,
I finally close my eyes in the night
Smiling at the thought of my best friend ...

Fight on, Move on and hence Live on ...