Kejal

Many many happy returns of the day. An educational or rather occupational start to your 22^nd birthday. 19^th august since last 4 years had to be planned months back and this year too is a big plan “EXAMS” hahahahaah.

I have been told to to write SOMETHING about you or rathersome memories we shared together but the person who told me to do so I think doesn’t know that there is no SOMETHING to pen down about.

So the first meet DY Patil, Rabab introducing that’s Netra Nair a simple formal hie with a hug and a smile. CP’s people on looking at me used to say that I am arrogant. Physio boring lectures and biochem torture class bunked which I never bunked and you being the CR employiing the DY campus. The biggest transition from DY to GS medical college and a bigger transition in me u and we. 1^st year was fun masti goint to know each other moresilly fights with shalaka and me always making u understand instead of shalaka ( I still admire you people fighting )that defines you being shalaka’s bff.

2^nd year we were drowned, grief, guilt, shoulders to cry , till the eyes were swollen, moma’s yelling, more tears but still a strong hope to pass the next year and studying as never studied before.

Oops! How can I forget the masti keeda “THE TRIPS”.  Matheran, Madhvi’s farmhouse an apparent non existent authority to stay with us. The terrace dance, scaring shalaka, monkey’s enjoying kurmuras and the river. (OMG Netra it was real fun but you missed it.)

Then comes the epic Mahableshwar amazing, awesome, fantabulous trip. Being ankita’s mom was fun just to take permission for shalaka , which you badly wanted. Pataofying your mom Netra nahi aayegi toh kaise chalega aunty (acha nahi lagta aise..) The sleepy driver uncle dore mat daal and more following.

Mood swing of the lady bite, and the best swimming and returning with lots of memories. Haash….its two pages now and more two to write (as ordered)

The valentine Vashi gaaliyans the real bitch was out holi, diwalis the birthdays , world cup the horny nightouts and FUTURE and still lot mor to come the happy days. The morning days fall ke haath aa gayi mein day,irrresponsible and corset bhul gayi mein aaj.

But yes you are a pure soul by heart, carefree by nature and best at being bitch. Your honest thoughts, priority lene wale statements, The PJ queen attitude (u cant compete meera) eye filling teary face, the kitta shoni hai laughter, painful, emotionless tantrums. That’s what makes you NETRA MOHAN NAIR.

All this the dumb person will never know that these four years can never be writter in 2-3 pages, but I conclude here. Always be the same…..

Happiest birthday to you…