my friend...

today i just felt like i had to write about something... first i thought i would write about a star... you know i have a friendly star in a little brook... but then i kept it for another day... then i thought of the little cat... what cat?! just some cat that i like... not actually... i haven't seen it... but i believe i like it... :-) ... but then decided to keep that for another day too... and so now i will write about my first good friend...
his name was something... but i am not going to tell u his actual name... i will call him Nobody... he wouldn't have liked this name for himself... but i am the author now, so I will call him that... he wasn't really mr. nobody... he was a nice little kid... with a little tuft of upruly hair sticking up right from the center of his head... he thought that that bit of unruly hair made him look cool... but i thought otherwise...
we lived in this Utopia of mine ( read "i remember" and u will get to know)... he used to lived in one of the six apartments in our so called township... and i was two months older than him... and was one year senior to him in studies... and wanted him to call me "didi" and he never did... Nobody and me... we were the best-est playmates... we hunted for buried treasure... and bunny holes... and tried to make up stories about each little land mark... and literally used to make a mountain of a mole hill... we had decided that the forest had fairies... and that they charmed the snakes that lived there... and also tried to see how the fairies looked... but never saw any... :-( ... we liked talking to the trees and the stars and stones... and everything... well, it was mostly liked talking to them... and he liked to see me talk to them... and even tried to make me believe that they did not listen to them... but i never believed him...
and he liked to learn and show little magic tricks... i still remember that when we left the place, he had asked me how i would recognise him later on... and i had replied that i would look for a crazy guy who always showed some crazier magic tricks and they invariably failed... however, i never did meet him anymore... so i did not have to recognise him...
and Nobody and me... we learnt to ride the bicycle together... of course i was better than him... but he wasn't that bad either... and we used to test each others balance on the wheels... and of course i was the better... no just kidding! both of us equally bad... and both of us wanted to show off... and ended up with multicoloured bruises all over our knees and elbows... and we had such great fun!
and what else?! we used to have the most epic fights where we have vowed never to talk to each other and yet within an hour our laughter echoed through the little township... some times the fights did cross the verbal limit... and i being the tom-boyish type that i was, gave him a fair fight... we were a real pretty sight after each evenings play time... well we had to come back to our apartments by 7pm and sit down to finish our homeworks... but after that really exhaustive play or fight or treasure hunt, we were always too tired...
well... what else?! he was an impossible sissy... but who cares?! he was my first real good friend... he wasn't really Nobody... Nobody was somebody in my life...