I'm gonna tell you a story. Whenever I think about my past and my present, life seems to have changed so much. My experiences have taught me that changes have to happen, and we have to adapt to them as quickly as possible. As we grow we realise that childhood is a phase which we have enjoyed the most. Its a time when you can express your feelings freely whenever you like , you can laugh out loud, cry when you want to, shout and yell, jump up and down in joy and play in the mud, without any dignity hangups if you want to. You explore the world and in the process get a chance to make new friends, which apart from your parents add new joys to your life.
Since I ain't very good at philosophical stuff anyway, I'll start my story right away. So this story is about friends. Friends who have probably been friends for such a long time now and are yet very much in each others hearts. Even if, not everyone is together in the same place where all of them grew up, each one has preserved the others in their memories, permanently.
This is the story of the 'andos' . My very own circle of best friends (strange name as it may seem, we call ourselves as andos). I dont know how big or how small the story will be. I dont even know how many parts / chapters it'll contain. I dont know whether I'll finish it or not. I dont know whether I'll even do justice by writing the story, so great are those memories.
Anyway, I'll try to revisit them and enjoy.
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