Whenever I think of you, dupattas start flying, violins playing in the distance and ripe, pink petals fall out of nowhere. Crazy in love, some would say. Random #!& for others. But for me, it's the most beautiful bond of sistership I've ever felt. Anyways, Shakespearean English aside. HAPPY (very late) BIRTHDAY!! May you live a VERY long content life. Ameen. For now, I'm going to talk about the absolutely iN$@N3 stuff we used to do; which were many, believe me XD Remember how in class five, we used to make sure that Nahiyan never sat with Abrar in Turkish class? I still have NO idea why we used to do such a weird thing but it was fun as heck! And lololol how could I forget the Turkish classes? Remember we used to sit together in class six their, and you'd make up the most HILARIOUS jokes? XDD And went kaa raayy zee with your imagination? Like how you imagined Ali sir riding a skateboard with his arms wide open? :P And and and once when I wrote in my Turkish copy 'I believe I can fly' and then you wrote beneath it 'Keep dreaming'? You probably think it's stupid of me to think about such crazy, trivial things, but believe me, they matter to me. A lot. I keep writing those words whenever I'm feeling nostalgic. And most of all, remember that absolutely AMAYZHANG, yet oh so sad, day when you invited Jhanvi and I to your place as a last gift? You showed me how beautiful the place is and how perfect the people are living there. It was truly the most precious gift ever possible. You know why? Because you gave me memories. Memories that will stay with me forever and ever. Happy Birthday again, girl. I'd like to end in the (sorta) wise words of Mayadun Helal Yomi: Nothing but the truth :)
