Enough said...

“…let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.”

-The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran

Stolen glances, comfortable silences, conspiring, bitching, gossiping, fighting, reconciliations, smoking on the sly, consuming industrial quantities of alcohol, Chicken at Khuranas, leching, politically incorrect conversations, sharing it all, arguing, crying in each others arms, a random Katsypoo or Ketu or Kittu or Kaytee or Chaetan call, a convoluted smirk which says it all, secret keeping, leg pulling, the pleading for recharges, borrowing but not returning cash, throwing surprise birthday bashes, sleepovers without any sleep, sharing X rated videos, women bashing (Verbally, of course, though at times the literal act is so much more inviting), the Thai Curry cooking, cooking bread and egg at midnight (if not early morning), spontaneous lunch treats, chocolate and dessert making, a random hug, a goofy photograph, a cup of coffee, a drive at midnight, pillion riding without a helmet, watching 'buttons' and 'naughty girl' goggle eyed, motivating each other…

Yeah, my friends and I have done it all (almost).

This is one is for all you guys out there, my friends, old, new, school and college, wont say anything else ( at the risk of cheapening it).

Love you loads.