I remember…

I remember when I first met you – I didn’t know you will be so close to me one day.

I remember when I came to your college to meet you – Never were you so surprised. You literally didn’t believe it was me.

I remember the way your friends looked at me – perhaps they wanted to gauge whether I was capable of having the privilege of being friends with one of the nicest persons I knew.

I remember when your college watchman asked us to leave – we had been sitting for hours and talking. We laughed so hard as we were walking out.

I remember when we first went on a date – you felt so free to roam around on your own for the first time.

I remember when I first asked you to hug – I was nervous, but you welcomed me in your arms.

I remember when you first looked into my eyes – you looked in them and touched my heart.

I remember when I broke up with my girlfriend and I felt like crying – you hugged me tightly and said everything would be alright. It was so assuring.

I remember when you first clasped my hand and walked with me – I knew I would never be alone.

I remember when we enjoyed rain together for the first time and walked barefoot at the Marine Drive, holding hands – people around us smiled and must have felt that we were in love.

I remember when we first celebrated our birthday – we wondered how many friends would have birthdays on the same day and you hugged me, saying “None as close as we are!” It was our lives’ most special birthday.

I remember when I first asked to you whether you were in love with me – you said you loved me ever since you knew me.

I remember when I once sang for you by the seaside – and you gave me a peck without realizing where we were.

I remember how tears trickled down your dainty cheeks – you were afraid to lose me. I hugged you and we cried together.

I remember how much people were against our relationship – but we convinced everyone with our love.

Everyone… Except those who meant to you more than even myself – your parents. We gave in because we couldn’t hurt them. We lost.

I hope I don’t remember all this throughout my life, because while these memories are a constant source of my happiness, they do give pain too. I know that none of what I remember will be repeated.

I experienced no other loss as big as this one – I felt I would die. But you kept me alive, asking me to promise that I will try to live my life as well and happily as I can. I strive hard to do that, because I would never want to let you down. I never can. Life will never be the same, but I can at least hope to not lose you. And why would I? We are still friends…

No, we are Best Friends!


18 thoughts on “I remember…

  1. Hey buddy, really loved the way emotions are expressed in words, could actually imagine each incident….awesome work…best wishes for more such wonderful work!!!


  2. All I can say is ‘You are the Best, Sonu!’ Although I don’t like reading but when something is written by you, I Love to spend my time for reading that stuff… 🙂 I want you to write a book. Will you?


  3. I could say nothing here more Salman than just that I wish You everything best for your life ahead and may your every wish turn into real 🙂 I loved your this blog too…full of sentiments, it reallyyy made me cry…


  4. Dear, Awesome Blog, I wish you get everything you desire & deserve in life 🙂
    I must say, here semblances are much with mine because I too have one such a unique best friend who has been keeping me and my hopes alive, always makes me feel on the top of the world and keeps my spirit so high. I enjoy every moment with her & have never been loved like this before and actually I don’t know what I would do without her in my life.
    Dua ki Darkhwast 🙂


  5. Salman, these words just spoke your heart out. Some how. I could relate! You have got a BIG heart.
    Don’t ever lose hope, as everything happens for a reason. 🙂
    Loved the way you write. Keep up the good work.


  6. Salam Alaikum Salman,

    Firstly I want to thank you for writing this. Every word that u have described here talks to me and my situation. I call myself very strong, but I am not ashamed to say that I have tears in my eyes while I’m writing this. This is exactly what has happened to me and I wish her nothing but the best.
    Thank you once again.


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