The first day Kishlay texted me, a year ago, I took him for the guy who was hooking for my then good friend Chahat and I actually restricted him from acessing my updates.
He texted me again, and out of sheer boredom I replied; realizing soon he wasn't the guy i was mistaking him to be... a year my junior, kishlay was all nervous and sweating when we met for the first time near my hostel.
Despite of his six feet frame, Kishlay was an adorable little kid; and I knew at once that our friendship was going to last. two days later he left for his home town and bythe rime he was back I was alreadyback at home, appearing for entrances. A nasty breakup and a shattered ego got me stuck at home for a year for i, failed to clear IIT entrances.
No phone, No Tv. Mine was an etopian world. Except for those two hours of laptop I was allowed. He was always with me.. chering me up, sharing stuff and talking over and over. It was trying at times; and we ended up blocking each other atleast thrice; but we, were meant to be together you see. one by one all my friends left. i don't blame them either; for who would continue to accompany a girl wiith no contacts; one who you can't meet, can't talk to and just chat with just once a day ??
But he was there always, his flirting assaults with numerous girls. to my utterly suffocating life, he was but a breath of air. Its been a year and finally the cassanova is in love ( the girl of course was convinced by me). his dad passed away last month , and it has been trying times for him. I still remember him in the blue jacket; nervous, sweaty palmed.
And yes, I'm glad i didn't block him that day.
#BestFriendsAreMadeinHeaven
