To my Forever Crime Partner,
After so many years of spending every inch of our life together there was no way my blog would remain empty without the essence of my life : Crime Partner.
Our crazy sisterhood extends or rather comprehends way beyond growing up under the same roof, having same family blood running in our veins, covers the entirety of insane bunch put together and fortunately born in the same era.
Relishing the moments we have spent together my memory lane goes back to our first day of school which i am pretty sure you would have just taken it a back.. let’s take a ride of our crazy days.
You’re a soulmate which every person desires to be with and this title Crime Partner you’ve earned since childhood and tied to each other forever.
You have stood like a shield and protected me despite all the distance this world could between us and for sure even if i would go miles to search for any replacement there would be none for all the bonding moments and inside jokes we have vouched.
Standing firm as a support system and an upholder for whom i thought will never be matured one; You surely are a masterpiece in it.
Trembling over the memory lane that right from Day 1 of our togetherness we made sure that no one ever try to come over us may it be life or our schooling.
Remember the day when one of our senior just tried to strangle and i couldn’t stand by it making sure that I would probably end up killing that lady.
Reliving those day when you and I just sat together by the terrace and all we could just think was about our days when we both would be apart in different cities, celebrating new years eve without having each other and much more.
Trolling down to those scariest of all thoughts to living without each other to make promises under the sky that may what happen we will stand by each other living our dreamy days for sure.
Everything was so soothing when we both use to just goof ourselves under a blanket and plan each others wedding and as to who will be “Our Bali ka bakra” to getting married first.
All the stupid games which we played our still my favourite childhood suction memories. From sharing our Barbie dolls to all the toys together, from telling about our first crush to planning our first dates with our first boyfriends , to solving each others blaming games and breakup stories, we have a come along way together.
You have been my ultimate support system and end goal whom i always secretly admired to look upon and made sure that you end up being my utter favourite, you have surely been a masterpiece at it too.
Oh my God! How can i forget those days when you surely have been too nosy in my life but to be frank those became my addictions and utter commencements of life.
Pondering over the things in my life I always wonder how you end up being an investigating agent of my life happenings from looking about my boys to literally my depressed phases , you surely feared how I would be shattered if you weren’t being one.
Tears just roll down thinking how far we’ve come along being a happy mess of each other and trust me this mess keeps me going all time thinking about our old faces also in this beautiful happy go mess.
The way you always joke around and your hippie soul pouring in all the love at me brings me in the inner strength of loving life to the core.
On the contrast handling you on the days when you just got depressed over littlest of things and turning down your zeal of never going to happen, just wanted to be there with you for making sure you overcome them.
An epitome of Living life at your own terms and killing it with earning at any cost is something that very few arrive their conclusion at; you are surely a masterpiece in it.
Just flashing those days when I use to reach my 7th crowd’ you always made sure to keep me grounded and bring me back on the Earth.
I still remember the day when my phone just blinked with message being popped” Voice message from Puru the Great” and me out of excitement all I wanted was to hear that message and you won’t believe that still owns my heart with thousands of pictures just flashing by.
From celebrating all the festivals, birthdays and every shit of our lives together and to ending up two different parts of the nation with a completely different zone we’ve come a long way.
You have always acted like my alter ego in every beam though being jealous of each other to loving each other to the core.
We have been copycats of each other throughout our journey which we will surely be in future too. From wearing the same dresses to ending up going to same school; From reading those same old books and making sure solving those mathematical problems; From eating the same cuisine at our favourite adda to getting kicked out together life happened to us.
You’ve been a mini mom and a mean moron horror story of my life. A limited edition like is very rare and can be understood by another edition only which is none other than me: A typical book can be written on the stories we have shared.
“Out of whole lot of confessions few surely needs to be here: I miss our pillow fights when you were on the other end, how shamelessly we grooved and grind to our favourite songs behind closed doors, and how we cried for hours together when something major happened and how till date we still manage to trade our secrets and crack deals to save our asses.”
To be honest together we are just mystery girls that no one can ever try to encroach upon. We are just the madness of being fan girls fainting to meet our dream boys to the ghost busters with a blanket being our weapon of choice.
Let me put it emphatically this way that together we will laugh with our crooked teeth and sitting with that hunch back with a glass of cocktail in our hands narrating our stories to our grandchildren.
Concomittantly we will the jokers of our life, ending up going on trips together and never letting the child in us die.
“We will be the Jack and Jill to each other forever”
The one who has seen all the 50 shades of your life end