As I was delving into the concept of platonic expressions of devotion, my mind wandered to the cherished friends in my life. Oh, how I miss them! It's a feeling that lingers persistently. I often wonder when we will all be able to gather together again. I had hoped for a grand reunion at Suju's wedding, but alas, Aniket had exams, so he visited me and Gayatri beforehand. I couldn't have been more grateful for that time. The overwhelming joy I experience in the presence of my friends is simply indescribable. Just a couple of hours spent with them and suddenly, life begins to make sense. Regardless of their own individual journeys, they have mastered the art of maintaining true friendship, and their love for me knows no bounds. They have never made me feel any less important. Take a lesson from Suju—she saved momos for us at her own wedding. If that isn't love, then I don't know what is! (Well, maybe it's a different kind of love, but you get the point!) Sometimes...
blogs, just as useless as my parents think I am.