My First Friend...

Everybody has friends.They make your world.They teach you new things.Some become inspiration for you where as other add strength to you.Even a terrorist or murderers will have his friend circle.Friendship is universal phenomenon.Nobody has to teach us how to make friends.

During my school days i had a friend.When i was in my 1st standard,he was the only friend i had.Those days if u say a person as your friend he is your best buddy.From the morning 9 am i used to spend time with him.He doesn't study well .He use to fail in the exams.When oral test is conducted in the class he use to stand still without answering a word.He doesn't talk much to others those days.But for me he will do anything.He use to talk a lot with me.Once a fellow classmate pushed me to the wall due to small issue.My friend went towards him and hit him like hell. At last whole class was against both of us.The tallest fellow in the class came towards us and hit me on my face.Before i could react,my friend took responsibility of the scene and hit him hard in his stomach.After two minutes he vomited blood.The issue got big.The principle called both of them and gave punishment and from the next day my friend was labelled the notorious person in my class.Even during the parents meeting teachers use to warn my parents that my friendship is not good.My parents started asking me to not to roam around with 'notorious person'.I couldn't do that.He was the only friend i had.Nearby our school there is a fruit tree.I still don't know what fruit it was.But it was delicious.My notorious friend use to climb that tree those days and get me fruit.He was making my days alive those days

Two more years passed.We were now in 3rd standard.My marks went down.Teachers use to ask me questions during class hours.Once i was the class topper and now i am in 26th position as per rank list.My notorious friend in 31 st position.This was not because of my friendship with him.But the teachers believed i got spoiled with his friendship.They even told my parents about that.The reason behind my poor performance in my class is that my mom got busy with my little sister.She was so busy that she couldn't teach me at home.Mother is your best teacher.When she didn't find time to teach the lessons at home i crawled down the rank list.It was as simple as that.But the teachers framed an explanation that i got spoiled with his company.But still our friendship was stronger.At last during my annual exam my father told me he is planning to change my school.I cried ,I pleaded but no use.
All i was afraid of was i will loose my friendship.That was more than something i could tolerate.I told him to change with me.His parents didn't allow it seems.The next academic year we both were in different schools.

After that for years we didn't see each other.I still had the innocence and care i gave to that friendship in my mind.After my 12th standard i met him.It was almost 10 years.I went good with my academic records.My friend was also not that bad.He also maintained his academic records decently.But he changed a lot.His mischievous ,which i loved a lot has disappeared from him.He started talking formally with me.I didn't know what was wrong.May be nothing was wrong.His character has molded him to be very mature.We met for some minutes and parted.I felt sad.I didn't expect him to be so silent with me.It was only me who was speaking.After we were parted one of our mutual friend who has arranged our meeting told me he misses me a lot and he use to speak about me often.
But then i wondered how come he behaved like that.Our friend told me he is like that.He is a silent character.I wondered ,how come people change like this.He was so mischievous and talkative before and now he is very much mature and silent.

Days passed .I joined college.We again lost our touch.After my college days i got busy with my job.But even now I remember him.I miss him.Now i am in search of him.I will find him and this article is the tribute to him.
Friends are your treasures.Never ever allow yourself to miss any of your friends.