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Fanstatic Four

It started in 2001
The begining of a new relationship
A crucial part of our lives
When it began i had no idea that it was or will
Become this important to my life
It began in the usual fight and like story
And the introduction with other friends
I remember some of the initial inhibitions
The sticking together at odds
And then it was formed
A bond so strong but long
Initially it was just the bond and more
Then came in the real life
The Endless fights and make ups
We had been with each other
Through most of the adolsence
Through the butterflies and tears
We had fought battles and still fighting
But still we stick together
We have been for each other when we needed them both
And not been also
But that made us a stronger and better person
When i think of us
I remember a lot of things
Which i cant write As Fb might sue me
For using a lot of Space and of course
I am Lazy, So some things
The first card we exchanged
The diffucult lunch hours when we were not friends
The picnic to Athisayam and the fights after that
The S group, I dont remember the names though
The lunch bag dramas, The canteen conflicts and kacha mangoes
The entry into higher secondary level
The science projects, The house work
I can never forget the bodhi tree in my life and
I dont think anyone can
The enlightenment and the horror
We have hurted each other badly
But it has not left a scar for me,
I think for the others too
When i think of the fights now
I just laugh and miss you guys
The anger levels was always lost in the friendship
I remember a lot of things
Which i cannot recollect now
It is there in my Subconscious memory
The few people on earth whom i can actually trust
You guys know what i mean
I Know its been quite some time Since
We four met together , though we meet each other occasionally
But still we are close emotionally
The college separation and reunion
The real world dramas
and what not
It is quite some time now
And we still go on and on
Thanks to the social media
I really hope and pray that our relationship goes on and on and on
Even we get busy with the life of the world
Our fights have made us ready to fight the battles
But i am worried about the time
Girls whatever the hell it is.
Keep in touch,I mean ..............

Love You girls Sheeba Priya Jeyahar , Sasi Saranya S , Durga Pillai and of course Jenifer Fernando thats me ya. I love me for controlling my level of craziness which you guys know about.

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