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An Olde Friend

Varsha is a marvelous gal. In spite of all the gaping years of separation between us, I have no idea how two souls have managed to be in such perfect harmony.

She and I.

We have survived the different lives that we lead, the different experiences we had, the different people we met, and the different choices that we made.
An instant connection, a clairvoyant understanding of the other's need to hear a soothing word, or a word of repraoch. It's phenomenal. Every person should have one such friend.

No, I am not one for looking at friendships through rose-tinted glasses. We had many ups-and-downs. Loves to envy, grades to grab, jealousies to subdue, competitiveness to tackle. But we still are the best of pals ever since the first day of school (LKG) in SSSVV.

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