Every year on this day, I invariably go back to that table at the Barista near Sterling and replay the conversations we had. While we sipped on our coffee, we'd discuss the exciting gossip from Hyderabad, reminisce our days in Vidyaranya and dream of the days to come and the promises the future held, and mostly we'd laugh...a lot!
You were an excellent friend, a great support system and a bundle of love while we were in school. And the gods know how much we needed that back in that crazy school with the crazy melodrama. Those were good days though, weren't they?! Most of the time, at least. The parties, the lunches, the sneak-smoking, the bitching sessions, the growing up- I remember you through it all.
But there are still times, that I have to try hard to remember things we did together, and I battle my weak memory to bring to surface all the memories with you in them. It's like a hungry person trying to eat all they can so they don't have to go another day without food. But I know that even if the memories are lost, the one thing I'll never forget is YOU, and the person you were and the happiness you brought me.
You were a star, an amazing friend, a brilliant chef (even though I didn't get to sample your food, I heard a lot about it), and full of promise. I love you, and miss you, and always will.
Happy Birthday Pritish.
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