Tweety and I

Sep 2000 : There I was,snoozing in the backrow in mechanical engineering lecture when suddenly the bell went rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring....Of course,for lacklusture students like me,that was a clarion call for freedom..Only this girl in the front row just won't stop asking questions,thus delaying our prof's imminent departure..
"Who the hell is this Ms.Know-it-all?"I asked my roommate ,yawning.
"Her name is Veena."
"I just hate her type." I said to noone in particular.
October 2000: The whole FE(engineering first year)...decided to take a common-off...but the plan backfired because "Veena" decided to come to college on these days as well.I decided she was a killjoy in addition to being a know-it-all.
Nov 2000: I was going to the city in the local bus when I started chatting with her..to my suprise,I found she wasn't that bad.
Jan 2000 : Betrayed by all friends I knew in the hostel,being sidelined for being the only north Indian amongst them,I realised Veena was the only person who listened,cared and made me realise that they were just not worth my attention.
And thus started this friendship which grew so damn thick we started calling each other allotrophes...We would go to the college,decide we don't want to enter the building and then spend the whole day in the canteen.
Then there are some special memories(esp the holi kand)...we kept on egging everyone to play holi till the time the whole bunch got charged and played quite a dirty do ...the lecturers lambasted everyone..I got saved as I was absent ..and the next day ,duly coached by Veena,I went to speak to my profs...got a huuuge lecture,only to add innocently in the end"but Sir,I couldn't understand a single word of what you just said.....u see ,I don't understand Marathi...".

We had this penchant of buying same clothes...In SE(second year), we gave some tell-this-to-marines to our prof to go to Goa for a holiday.While she loved cricket and played in the college team.......I just loved to sit and cheer.
She would come to my place to wake me up for tutions...In spite of that I would inadvertently end up sleeping there...so she would call me at her place to study..I would go, we would gossip and end up not studying at all.
Third year started on a bad note...after a tragedy,her parents moved her to another university..I was devastated as I had no friends.........I did not speak to her for six months out of anger...but then eventually....I gave her a surprise visit on Friendship day .....and the whole thing went back to what it was.....
Final year, my project program (deemed to be one of the best) stopped running at the last moment ...causing panic amongst us all....eventually I decided to ask for her help ..and well...She actually shared half of her project with us. So we kind of ended up with same project ,diffrent universities....
After we started working ,with her being in mumbai and me in Pune...I would travel to Mumbai and we would do silliest of stuff possible...count kissing-couples on bandstand..roam around bandra or CST...and just talk talk and talk..
Its been ten years now and all this time her one endearing quality of always standing by me is what amazes me all the time...I am sure we will remain like this...no importa la distancia...