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I met Dia in Class I in Loreto House where we were both studying at that time. The first time i noticed her, it was in our Hindi class. The reason why I noticed her was because our Hindi teacher had asked her a question, to which she replied in Bengali while the rest of the class tittered. That day I came to know that I and Dia were the only two Bengali girls taking Hindi as our Second language in that batch.
Much to my chagrin even my Hindi turned out to be a real dud. After a week of continuous humiliation, Dia and I started conversing amongst ourselves in Hindi and also at home since we were both in the same boat.So naturally we became friends in the then unknown world of a strange new language.
I guess this information about my background provides light as to why my lines are sprinkled with Hindi so much. Old habits die hard!
As the years passed we became close friends. And we had our 'firsts' together only, i.e. first drink, fag, porn etc. We called ourselves 'The kindered spirits'!
After our 10th boards, we genuinely had a difficult time coping with everything because we had gone on our separate ways after such a long time. We were so used to being together all the time that suddenly it started feeling scary to be on our own.
Dia had taken Humanities and had decided to stay on in loretto while I succumbing under family pressure took up commerce in La Martiniere for Girls.
But despite all our hectic schedule we managed to stay close.
Whenever there was a guy problem/heart aches/secret crushes, we told the other person first. We were like each other's 'secret keeper.'
But today after her phone call, I suddenly felt alone and bereft of my oldest friend....as if I was losing her for the second time... but this time managing to be in contact might prove to be more difficult.
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