Met A yesterday. After months. We've known each other for coupla months now. Known each other long enuf to take ceah other for granted, make promises and break them, knowing that the other person might understand sooner or later.

We deal with each other's mood swings, multiple moods with ease, an ease that we have perfected over the period of time we've known each other for. It's taken months of mis-understandings, of promising each other to neva tolerate each other's non-sense anymore, and then breaking the oath. It's taken months of fighting over our magnified differences, and then them being reduced. But they still continue to persists. We still argue over silliest of things and fight over whose right and whose wrong. It's taken months of being around each other when needed, of ignoring each other over IM's during a fight and eventually making up. It's taken months of saying the wrong things, and then pacifying each other, of realizing that saying "sorry" makes a difference and some more to realize that it's "feeling" sorry that matters most.

We have no common tragedy or suffering that makes us relate. We have no uncanny connection of the mind. We've also never had any of the chicken soup variety of life's experiences. We are normal people with a very normal friendship. Friendship, according to me, is not about having similarities, it's about the abilitiy of adjusting to highs and lows, accepting each other's indifferent and imperfect personalities.

Our friendship has not ended(hoping that it neva ends), but if it does (due to some alien invasion), I'll remain glad, with the cherished memories, of a friend like you.