Enough Fortunate

Enough Fortunate: Dedicated to a Special Friend.

Let me first tell u dat dis blog is dedicated to one of my special friend.  I am very grateful, thankful to her, for giving me this opportunity to write a blog about her.  I, rather request her to forgive me if she doesn’t like d blog.  I also beg pardon from my friend for posting d blog little late. Hopping c will forgive me.

Writing a blog on somebody whom u know very well, is rather very difficult to write, rather than writing some thing imaginary. Choosing ne random topic from ur vast horrible, talented mind n writing blog becomes dam easy. U can get hell lot of ideas, n u can prove ur creativity, talent n so on.  N when u write on somebody dat too very special friend, den d ideas r just in a limited form. U donot get plenty of ideas, as expected. But still… keeping ur hand on d head, banging it on n on…..u may get some idea or a ray of hope to start wid.

After banging my head for 10 minutes.….i got d idea n den I started.

When I m sad, or my mood is not good,  I simply just visit her profile, just look at d profile pic which c has kept. When u c dat pic, u cannt express. Its something……. Unquie. My dull gloomy face turns in to a sparkling n dashing face immediatley. When c smiles a dimple is created on her cheeks which makes her more awsum, beautiful. It will just give u enough confidence to face d challenge in d outer world. I feel as if  d Sun is rising from d vast ocean, wid gloden rays, spreading all over d sky, making d atmosphere a charming one, which would make our day pleasant one. N when u start ur day by looking into dis sweet, charming, smiling face, den I can challenge u dat ur day will b a pleasant one too.

Since 6 years we r friends. U will b surprised to hear, although we r friends we haven’t seen each other for last 4 years. He..He..He.,but still we r friends. D friendship began when I used to go to Economics tution,  I m talking abt wen I was in Plus2( ISC). A very interesting fact in dat tution was, I was alone a boy..n rest all girls. Wht a patheitic situation (Guys just imagine my condition).  But still I had to adjust.

After completion of my ISC exm I was preparing for UGAT exam for getting admitted in to B-school for doing management courses. Unfortunately my center was in RIMS, n her center also. Co-incidentally she was in d same room sitting just next to me. I felt very happy as becoz  among all of them sitting inside the room I only knew her, from whom I can take some help by asking d answers. But my luck was so bad, d question set was different. (Kismat phooti hai kya karu)

I took admission in RIMS, for doing Bachelor of Business Adminstation (BBA) , n she took admission in some cllg( plz pardon me I wnt mention d name). N again I met her, c came to dat accounts tution where I used to go. Two years we read accounts together, as we had same syllabus. But d very gud thing which we both did was dat we never talked to each other in d tution. Although we knew each other for last 2 years we behaved as if we were unknown to each other.

After a gap of one n half year suddenly in face book, I saw her profile. I sent her d request. I was very happy dat I got my old friend back. Looking into her profile, I came to know dat she was doing her Masters degree in Journalisim. Now as the technology was changing rapidly, we had also changed a lot. Whenever c comes online we talk a lot, starting from studies to politics, to hobbies..n lot more stuff, which we didn’t do previously. While we chat we do lot of masti, give comment on each other. She has improved a lot dese days. She has her own website where c writes her own blogs. U can say dat c is a writer too.  Few days back I was just going through her blogs, the way c has written d blogs it is just amazing, mind blowing,  Ufffhh..Hats offs to her. I rather feel proud that I am a friend of a writer. N I hope she will continue her writing in future also as well as not forget our friendship.

So, dear readers am I not enough fortunate to b a friend of a writer??

 Special Friend.....