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    2Gether 4Ever: Never Apart. May Be in Distance but Never at Heart.
    2Gether 4Ever: Never Apart. May Be in Distance but Never at Heart.
    2Gether 4Ever: Never Apart. May Be in Distance but Never at Heart.
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    2Gether 4Ever: Never Apart. May Be in Distance but Never at Heart.

    By Roshini Ramakumar

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    Marriages are said to be made in heaven. I found the heaven of my life after passing through the gates of hell. Love need not be perfect it needs to be true.

    Has anyone asked you what makes life beautiful? Is it the love ? Might be. But the beautiful thing is marrying your love with the family's acceptance.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPartridge Publishing India
    Release dateSep 3, 2014
    ISBN9781482837759
    2Gether 4Ever: Never Apart. May Be in Distance but Never at Heart.

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      2Gether 4Ever - Roshini Ramakumar

      Prologue

      I wanna go back to my past. Going through the pictures are remembering me the past fun filled days. I did not have any great expectations in my life. All these years I never knew who is friend and who is enemy. But now I can judge. I spoke to everyone here in an artificial way. That’s life is that what I learnt. I did many mistakes but it was all never taken on a serious note. But now it does. Mom never expected a call from me, but now she dies if I do not call her. She calls me everyday no matter what. Dad took me on his shoulder, no wonder how heavy I was. But now we never sit together also. Even if I’ve a big challenge it’ll come to an end after I’ve a scooter ride with my dad. But now we live nearly 3000 kms away. Playing chess with dad, winning in bets, eating ice-cream on a rainy day etc are not there with me now. Mom feeds me parupu sadam (Dhal rice) whenever I hesitated to eat but now I don’t even have someone to accompany me to dining hall.

      3 months of holidays during school time and almost 80+ friends. All these shows I was never alone. But now I’m almost alone most of the time. Phone calls never gave me the comfort that I got from my loved ones. I craved for love care and affection with no motive.

      When we are left alone we are always left with the past and so I was. The days which everyone long for –The school life.

      Best Friends Forever

      F riends uplift the soul. They come into our life to teach us something that we have never learnt before. Getting the friend of our gender will make our life good, but indeed it would be fabulous if we have a friend of the opposite gender. It happens only for a few. That magic happened to me. Ritu, the beautiful chubby girl. That says it all. Everyone would wonder, if I got a friend in my class. But definitely not. I had friends in my class, but none were as close as her.

      First day in my new school:

      I joined my grade 9 in that school. She was in grade 6. Every one would think how come a girl from grade 6 can become close to a guy in grade 9. But she did. She was very popular among seniors as she was the little champ in school.

      By 11.10 am I saw a cute girl standing outside my class, waiting for the teacher to leave the class. After the teacher left the class, she at once entered the class to meet her brother-like friend, Sharvan. Sharvan was the one who gave me company on the first day of school. As she gave him the lunch box, she turned to my side and gave me a look. Oh god what do I call that look as? Was that just a look or an electrifying power?

      As I stood near Sharvan, he pointed me to her and said Ritu look. He is Abhishek, and he added to that I am an NRI (but I was not. It was just to prank her). She turned towards me and lent her hand forward and said Hi Abhishek Anna (brother). I am Ritu. Welcome to St. Mary’s.

      Hi Ritu, nice meeting you. (It might seem so formal but it’s that all I could say her).

      So Abhi bro, which country are you from?

      Eventually by this question I and Sharvan bursted out in laughter. She on a bemused tone asked what’s wrong?

      Nanum Tamizhan dhan. Avan chumma sonnan. (Even I belong to Tamil Nadu, he was just kidding).

      She gave a staring look to Sharvan and turned towards me and smiled.

      I wanted to talk to her; but bad luck favoured my side. The bell rang. She waved a bye to us and left to her class.

      My mind was completely down after that. Everything in the class seemed out focused. Ritu, Ritu, Ritu, was just the only name that ran in my mind. I wanted to see her again, and talk to her.

      It was 04.30 p.m and the bell rang. We departed towards our buses. I and Sharvan took the last seat of the bus. He introduced me to some of the seniors. They without considering me as junior became as close as possible. But I waited for her arrival and nothing more that.

      She got into the bus with lollipop in her mouth. I wondered how come a girl can be this beautiful in every aspect. She took the seat before us and immediately turned towards the back seat and offered us a lollipop. I thought she was just to close to my classmates. But she proved me wrong. She was close to my seniors as well. Every one treated her like their own sister. They cared for her, scolded her, appreciated her, and some people even cried for her. I thought if everyone is this close to her, what will be her character? And obviously even I wanted to get close to her.

      Luck favored me. We belonged to the same area. So we got down in the same bus stop. We have to walk at least 1 kilo meter to reach our homes. She lived two streets away from my home.

      Getting closer:

      Every evening we walked together. Though my dad arranged a car for me to reach home from bus stop, I avoided those because I loved walking with her. Days passed. But she called me Anna. Unlike other seniors she called them with their names.

      One day while heading towards home she said, "Abhi Anna, I am going for a quiz competition tomorrow. You know what is the first prize? It is the mobile phone with sim card.

      Though I felt that I will miss her, I was very happy regarding the first prize. All the best Ritu, smash the first place. (That is the best thing that would ever happen to me).

      Ritu: Thank you Anna.

      Abhi: Stop being formal Ritu.

      Ritu: Huh?

      Abhi: Yes, it is been months and still you call me Anna.

      Ritu: But Anna I am used to it.

      Abhi: Will you stop? Just call me Abhi.

      Ritu: Ok. sorry.

      Abhi: I am sorry too.

      Ritu: That’s Ok. Bye. See you the day after.

      Abhi: Bye Ritu. All the best.

      The Day after:

      Morning she did not turn up in the bus. More than her I hope, I was so curious about her result. Not merely for congratulating her but for getting her number. My on way to school was boring as she wasn’t in the bus.

      Prayer Time:

      I had no interest in standing during the assembly time. After the flag hoisting, pledge, longing advises and chants by Principal, Correspondent took the stage and announced about the incidents of previous day.

      R.Ritu of standard 6 has grabbed the first place in the quiz conducted by rotary club. She has been awarded with a mobile and the certificate. I request our Principal to handover the memento

      I was on cloud nine after hearing it. I was overjoyed. I thought I should give her some gift. What else can I get in school rather than chocolates? I got some chocolates for her.

      During interval, she came to my class for showing the mobile phone. Sharvan wasn’t in the class. So indeed she showed me first. Felt so proud as she showed me first.

      That evening while walking back home, I gave her chocolates that I got for her. With

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