All four of us are from four different states.
And we four came from different directions from India... one is from South, one is from North, one is from West, one is from East side of India. All the states of India have their own different mother tongue.

For me and also for my friend... All four of us have different mother tongues and different lifestyles and different cultures.

All four of us are people with different thinking and different personalities.
But still we are the same... Our way of thinking is different but when we put it forward, in the end the thinking of all four of us turns out to be the same.

There has never been any fight between the four of us in these 11 years. Sometimes we get angry, but that too only for a few minutes.

I, Shivu, Tanu, and Rimi became friends in 5th standard. At that time we were just like a normal friend. It wasn't even that close.

Especially the first impression of me and Tanu on each other was different. To tell you the truth, it is useless to say... Hahahah!!

We became friends but our class had two sections. Due to large number of students, our class had to be divided into two sections “A” and “B”. I and Shivu were in section A. And Tanu and Rimi in section B.

All four of us were together only during lunch break and during the short break which took place after two lectures.

One day, during the short break, we were standing outside the class and talking. Don't know... Some joke was going on and all four of us started laughing.

Behind, some small children were playing a game of ran and catch . The child who was running he slipped and fell down, where we all four of us were standing.

The boy got up to stand... Tanu walked backwards while laughing and collided with the child and fell directly on him.

Seeing this, all three of us burst out laughing. Well, we should have helped. But what to do! that scene itself was so funny that the laughter was not stopping.

Even that child might have started wondering, "Who am I? Where am I?"

That whole day we were laughing remembering that scene. Hahahaha!!!

Then our friendship gradually became stronger.

Till our 6th standard all four of us were in different classes. But finally all four of us came together in 7th class.

Probably in 6th class, we wrote a Diwali letter to each other. We thought why not write the Diwali letter in English this time anyway we are studying in an English medium school.

So we wrote letters to each other... What is written in English is a different matter. Because we then had to translate what we had written to each other!

I still have the Diwali letter written by Rimi. And she wrote to me something like this...
(I am telling you in advance... don't laugh)

Letter wrote by Rimi to me....,

[ My bast friend Siyu. I am Rimi happy diwali. My friend Siyu toomerh darwing very beautfull.

I am Rimi
Bast friend Rimi. ]

So I translate what she actually wrote to me.

( she said.... My best friend Siyu. I am Rimi happy diwali. My friend Siyu your drawing are very beautiful.

I'm Rimi.... your best friend Rimi )

At that time our English was of this type... Just keep on speaking whether you understand it or not. The listeners will know for sure that we are children of English medium school.

Even in our broken English.... Hahah!!

To be continued




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