This happened in 2000, I was still in primary school. And I didn't have much of friends. I was what you would call "a loner" . I was fat , chubby according to everyone. I don't know how I met him. I am assuming my grandparents asked him to help me , as I am a fat and naughty kid , who hated school . So , then I remember this boy always holding my hand , we were like inseparable , more like twins . He used to really take care of me.
One rainy day , he was absent and I was on the first floor . We had our lunch break , so I was having food and all...and then after I was done..I was coming down the stairs. Little did I know I was going to slip and roll all the way to the ground. That too in front of the sisters , as our school was taken over by a convent , our teachers were mostly sisters. And they were all laughing at me. Come on guys, " laughing at me" saying...ooo he didn't come today huh? No wonder you fell down. And I managed to stand up and my knee was bleeding , my whole leg was bleeding. But nobody even cared to do anything. I wished that he was there , that wouldn't have happened. I cried a bit.
Then years go by I went abroad to my parents. So I lost track of all my classmates and him. I always wondered where he was but there was no way of knowing. I thought real hard , but there was nothing. We didn't even have a computer in our house those days. Then , at last in 2004 , we went back home , so my mind was all set to go to my old school. To see my old friend. Because after going from there , I never had a true friend.
So I went to my old school with my grandpa. And the big sister was like " oh Ashley , how are you??" , I was shocked 😱, there is no way anyone could remember me , I was literally a nobody!! Then I asked her about my old classmates. And then she told me a sad news
I was so shocked beyond repair , one of my other classmate , his name was Sachin. He had passed away from brain tumor. Suddenly, all the memories I had of him came rushing into my memory . The time he had come with his dad to my grandpa's chicken farm . And the time we used to fool around. And , just before I left that school , there was one last secret santa and he was mine , and he gave me a pencil box shaped like a Phone 📱 .And I still have it , that is the one thing I have as a memory of him , so I kept it.
So , don't be misjudged guys , the main guy of our story is not him . His name also starts with S , that's all I can say. So, after that I asked them about our S , and they said he had moved away with his parents to another place too. So , then my hopes we're totally scattered.
Then my life was filled with depression, thinking about Sachin's death. I used to think alot about life and death and all that. Then one day , after many many years, I herd there was this thing called "ORKUT" where you can find your friends. But I was too late , I could remember everything about him , but I forgot his name. It has been ages since I was trying to find him. So I failed again.
At last in 2014 , I reunited with one of my other classmates , and it was her who told me . Don't you have S on your FB. And I was like which S . And she was like your Best Friend. I was shocked , he was there all along???! NO WAY!!
Then I found him , haha , the best part was , he actually forgot me. But , he is still the very caring guy I know. Most of the time , we think all guys are jerks. But not all guys are jerks. Some guys become jerks because of the situation's they go through. Although, he changed a lot , I still consider him as my best guy friend. He inspires me to be a better person. He is such a hardworking , hard partying type. But I adore the Hard working part alot. Because I have seen people his age spent money like crazy. So I totally respect him!
I am always so grateful that he is still my friend. It was him who introduced me to Steemit. It was him who , I still believe in my heart , a real friend of mine.