A Friend’s love Story and it’s Side effects: The Story Of My Best Friend Aman!

​”Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. “

― Bob Marley [Find this and more such quotes here.]

For one of my school friends, the quote has never been truer. Aman Kumar Singh. No other friend (or probably no one knows him better than I do. As I thought so at least.) I remember the day. A December morning it was, he called myself and another friend, Akash, and ordered each of us to meet him at Jubilee park (A famous park, holiday spot in our city of Jamshedpur) at 9 am. Akash and I reached the spot on time. Neither of us have been too interested in the happenings of the world. Akash and I’ve almost lost all materialistic desires except we both have monetary interests, that too, just enough to keep us happy, and a lot more stuff, but we don’t have desires. Okay, sorry. Aman is a dear friend to both of us, and while we never are too excited to meet people in parks, we couldn’t say NO to our friend. He arrived 20 minutes late, as always, but not alone. He arrived with a girl. A girl who he introduced to us as Aanchal. 

While, the reader would probably except me to describe in depth – that day, Aanchal, Aman, and their relationship. I don’t care about that part, you shouldn’t too. But, I’d tell you things which are most interesting. The best of which is that Aman is going to get married, that too, soon, with a GIRL, the SAME girl, Aanchal. Being a best friend to someone is not that easy, you got to listen to secrets, keep secrets, and not share your own secrets. Aman played it really well. I couldn’t have guessed it. He had told us his wishes about living a bachelor’s life in New York. Never having a family, being cool, and then one day, he introduced his girlfriend to us. Akash and I were shocked. So shocked that Akash almost died of laughing right away.

That wasn’t all, Aman – a Bill Gates wannabe, who dreamt of building a brand greater than Apple, who dreamt of having holidays in the sexiest places of the world now just wishes to have a family with one person. He wishes to just take care of his parents as they age. Damn he even wishes to raise kids with his “soulmate”. All of you who know Aman, I understand it’s surprising to you, but don’t be surprised to get an invitation to a friend’s marriage pretty soon. Yes, it’s true. The talks are done. They both have jobs, apparently matured enough. Their parents are ready. Yes, Aman did have the guts to tell his and then Aanchal’s dad about their relationship, and he’s still alive.

However, the story has a little sad side as well. Aman regrets all his flirting. So, being his best friend. I offer my deepest regrets and apologies to all you beautiful girls he’s met on Social Media. All of you he said, ‘baby, I love you,’ to. He’s not going to show up in your messages anymore. To that girl, he promised to travel to Paris with – I am sorry, ma’am, but my friend lies well – he’s got someone else, he’ll travel to Uttrakhand with every year for the rest of his life. Your heart must be broken I know. My deepest condolences. Aman has been the same since childhood. His first crush was on a primary teacher. Seriously.

However, don’t think I am just having fun at Aman’s cost. I really appreciate the changes I’ve seen. I hope my friend can beat his p*rn and alcohol addiction now. I hope he learns a bit of grammar. I deeply hope he would remember all of his friends after marriage. We care for him. I will keep his summer trip to Dehradun with Aanchal a secret. Don’t worry, my friend. I wish him great luck in life. If you’re Aman reading this: Stop staring at girls like you’ll eat them. And, never again utter “Gorgeous” when you pass a “beautiful” girl. You may get a good mob beating someday. Lastly, I’d never tell that friend about your crush on his girlfriend. Aanchal wouldn’t even know what jokes you tell on her, behind her backs. What was that girl’s name? Aneesha? Shreya? Anyways, Akash is proud of you.

And, hello reader, if you’ve come thus far, and you have read everything about my friend till now, there’s this thing you need to know, you’ve been fooled. Of course, I was lying, and my special apologies to all the Aanchals alive. I had to take a name. Wishing you fool a good day. Do comment if you’ve something to say. Make Aman great again, but he’s already a great man, who isn’t a p*rn or alcohol addict. Take care. Write to you again. 

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6 thoughts on “A Friend’s love Story and it’s Side effects: The Story Of My Best Friend Aman!

  1. Why do you do that Rahul! Terribly confuse our minds so in the end we don’t know what’s true, and what’s not….you’re a great story teller though and your friend Aman is one patientt human being….to have you as a best friend…urgggh! Now I don’t know whether to say congratulations to him or not…on his up coming wedding, and it’s all on you! Hehaa!

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    1. Hahaha, and I’d never say not more! But then, I would like emphasize the fact that he’s lucky indeed… to have me as a best friend of course! Thanks again for your lovely and lively comments!

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