MD

There's this girl I know. She's been my security blanket and really supportive during the last year, can't really sum it up in words (talk about cliches!). Now there's been a spectacular change in her life recently that's caught her and everyone around in a whirlwind of rapture. I couldn't stop smiling or gloating when she messaged. Yet, its amazing how it has affected me more than I should care to admit - breathless, lacking patience and feeling the need to talk to her that much more now before she gets real busy. Maybe its the fear of anything transient or the surreal realisation of losing the intimacy of a close friend. How's it possible to feel really ecstatic for someone and blue for yourself at the same time! Its twice in twelve months this has happened now. Do I sense a pattern in life? I'm at a loss for words as usual.

Wrote this testimonial for her. Her friends see it on her orkut profile, mine can see it. I'm reproducing it coz there isn't a better way of putting it as of now. Here goes nothing...

She's so… Hmm, well, I draw a blank here. Each word seems to graze this blank so much so that from a distance it would seem a perfect fit, but as you get to know her better it rushes further away. I'd call her a doll coz she's always giggling – laughing but she's really emotional and yeah, she's got problems too! I'd call her a career woman for working 24x7 and handling everyone professionally; but if you know her like I do, you have seen the messages-in-corked-bottles she keeps throwing into the sea. I'd call her a party punk with her ferrari red nailpaint, high heels and sexy short skirts but I've seen and been stunned by that famed pic in green saree. I'd call her a bitch for making me write this, but oh well, she's that everything else. Our only meetings are ones she can't recall and yet we're pretty close. She's helped me through everything over the past year and we discuss everything under the sun.

I'm just glad to have stumbled upon the closest of friendships. I'm sure you think the same MD.

Maybe I should be done with this and say she's perfect, but then the beauty of it is that we're human, right?