The morning is still crystal clear. A day of missing old friends, and no excitement of meeting new ones. I don remember the date but i remember it was the fourth day of my school life at D.A.V public school. The bus was nearly full and only seat vacant was next to me. when the bus reached next spot sumit entered the bus. He alanced at the seat next to me. He approached me and asked, if he can sit or i m saving it for someone. I m saving it for someone. Listening to this he moved backward and soemhow managed to get seat in last row. I lied him as i was not saving seat for anyone. Truth was i didn't liked him at my first glance. I was just 9 year old then. When i reached my classroom, i realized that he is sharing the same classroom with me. Being new at school, I had no friends. As we two were new, we both had to sit together. In assembly lines, we stand together. And hence, our friendship started.
I don know why, but my friends were always named sumit. He was third friend of mine named sumit. earliar two are now buried in my meory dungeon as they were never that close. But, This sumit became my best friend. Infact, my only friend for three years. During schools, we were inseoarable, and after that, it was heavy on my dad pocket. We used to talk for hours on phone. We were nt like usual chuddy buddies, bt we were brother from seperate mother and father. Our friendship had, love, care, sacrifice, compromise everything a freind want.
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