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Being with "YOU"....



It is important to meet pal who or indulge time with the things which gives you pleasure. Trust me it acts as a stress buster. Be it meeting your loved one, playing a guitar, dancing to bollywood tunes, playing with your pet or spending time with nature.  At least make it a point to do it once during weekends. The anxiety level goes missing from being to an intense level.

And I realized it today. I decided to put off everything else and go to my best friend Pooja’s place. Yes!! She is my only pal who has lasted for a decade...lolzz!! Still each time I meet her I feel that our friendship matures and gets enhanced. I can be myself with her and blabber all nonsense; would tell her what I did each and every moment and she would nod to every talk even if she is not listening…:P… She is blessed with the patience to listen to my talks.

And today was no different except that we decided to watch a horror movie together. N every time we decide to watch a movie together some or the other tragedy happens. This time D.V.D made the disaster happen. It was of bad quality and every time it stopped we had to start it all over again. Finally we decided to switch P.C off and get back to routine which we followed every time we met and that was to chitchat endlessly. And it could not have been better with a cup of tea and boiling Maggie (every time she makes me eat it forcefully…:D). In an hour conversation I will make a point to ask her once if I have grown little healthy; and every time she will see my entire figure and will chuckle and further she will comment “bhul ja, tu kabhi nai hone wali…” hehe…. Just love to be with her every moment. Wish we would have been in same profession…

To end with just want to say…”Thanks for coming in my life. Without you life wouldn’t be so wonderful”  

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  1. Ah! This was so special and true!
    Thankyou! :) :)

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  2. Do read this post in Gujju!
    Gets more interesting! :D

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  3. Pleasure is all mine.... u tried that...lol..yaa surely.. :P

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