Friends are Lovely Stars in My Garden!

See…my stupidity. When I read Fropper asking us to write about Best Friend, I became emotional and started writing on one friend. Stopped in the middle and started writing on another friend but stopped in the middle again.
What to do?...I could not identify who is my best friend 
and who is not.
I can only identify who entered my friendship garden long time back and who entered recently.
No doubt…I shared my personal details with those 
who entered long time back and I met them also.
Now they are my family friends.
 I am proud to introduce them to the world as my friends.
Are they only my Best Friends?
This is the dilemma because the friends who entered my friendship garden very recently will also come to know who I am and may meet me in real world and may turn to family friends. It is only the time that matters.

So Every One is Best Friend or No One is Best Friend.
Oops…let me cut this tail BEST.
Now all are friends. That’s it.

Now let me quickly mention few names of friends who are active in Fropper and say Hi to me now and then.

Shekar56…this boy is ever smiling fellow. I think by mistake his parents kept his name Shekar. It should be Sri Krishna because he carries that ever lasting smile. I don’t hesitate to call him even if I get a doubt on meaning of English word.

KingBullsRing…Serious thinker. I call him Red Bull because he likes RED T-SHIRT. We rarely interact because I love articles on Romance and he likes to write articles on How to clean the dirt in this world. At the same time I admire his writings. Now and then he shares laughs over my fun filled articles.

MARKIV14…I gave him the nick name SANYASI. Believe me when I read his article on nun traveling in a train thinking of suicide, this boy giving advice and she followed. There he mentioned that she listened to his words carefully because she was convinced by his cloths and the people who came to give send off. I imagined Sanyansi and Syshyas in Saffron colored clothes. Didn’t get even a mild idea of army people. Now he is Sanyasi and I am his Syshya. If I say how romantic this weather is!, he says “Yeah...very romantic. Wish to go for walk with my black-golden hair darling doggy”.
Oops…it is impossible to change this boy.

BrainyBakra…I met him in a funny situation. I visited Sanyasi’s zone one day to hit him. I have the great quality of reading other scraps before me writing one.  There I found this Bakra inviting Sanyasi to read his blog on his enemy doggy. Bakra…I got laugh because in our state we use the word Bakra to tease a person after making him fool by some means. First time I entered male zone without invitation. There I found feats of Bakra to save himself and his car from a little puppy. I simply call him Bakra without any hesitation. Initial days of his friendship, I was in full confusion. He says more often “Love U soooooo much.” But whenever I say some funny thing, he brings Padma as his shielding cover. Several times I felt “Is he thinking me running after him?” If God permits I wish to meet Padma to convey this shielding story. He cries even for the death of a character in a story. Very rare Bakra he is!

Hey friends…
now I am getting sleep I will write about others later.

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY TO ALL OF YOU!
Sneha

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