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Would you like to be old friends,

Get a cup of coffee at our favorite coffee shop, 

Sit comfortably in silence, 

Or talk about anything at all? 

You’d know what to say to make me smile, 

And I’d go the extra mile. 

There isn’t a stone left unturned 

I have returned.

But for now i’ll tell you about my favorite color 

Or the movie I watched last night 

Till we can be best friends for life.

There are memories retained, held close to their hearts, ones that no one else can access, by the people you knew. The Old Friends remember them. It is ingrained in the scars on their bodies. The times you danced in the hallways in school, or when you misspoke and it became an inside joke in moments you sat by them. The jokes that make you laugh at their slightest hint. You understand their nudges and faces and they understand yours. I am okay showing you my unpolished heart because you were there with me. 

Surina 16/4/2006

I met this girl. She shared her pretty pencils with me. She was so nice. We went swimming. I wore the costume with tinker bell on it. We laughed about the silly jokes the boys were making. I like her. I want to be her best friend foreverrrrrr. 

Even as a kid I knew she was going to stay with me my entire life. I grew up with her. She doesn’t know it but I am the person I am because of her. The silly fights over the erasers we got from the pinata at the birthday party we went to. The fights that got resolved when we forgot about them, texting sorry from our Nintendo DS. It was a friendship of children, yet so deep that no one else could even begin to understand. Surina, I still remember the smell of your childhood home, the same smell comes to me every time I go inside a Bath and Body Works. My first Old Friend. 

Jannat 9/7/14

I was introduced to this girl in school today. Her name is Jannat, she loves reading Harry Potter and watches the same things on Youtube that I do.  I don’t know what it is about her but I think we will be friends for a long time.

The girl that saw me through adolescence, taught me what it means to be one. My first experience sharing every little thought in my tiny little brain. The reason I know what heartbreak feels like. 

Garv 25/5/19

This guy texted me and complained about the way I eat Maggi. I met him today. It felt so easy and comfortable, the kind where we sat in silence when there was a lull in the conversation. We talked about the things we liked and shared our mutual disdain for other people. 

The person who taught me what real, deep friendship feels like. A friendship based on trust and mutual respect. We might not share love for the same things but I can talk to him about anything. I’ve learned the great value of having someone in my life with whom I can discuss anything, from the trivial to the profound, through this special bond. Knowing that I can be who I truly am without worrying about being judged or rejected gives me peace in my heart. Our conversations flow effortlessly, as I share with him everything you could with another person. 

To the girls I met in the last year:

You have become my partners in everything I do. I rely on them for everything I do. The love I feel for them is not paralleled by any other in the world. She makes my Tang when I am not in the mood. She has my favorite chocolate in her room for when I feel low. Now the people in my world with whom I can dance around to the songs no one else likes, without any shame or embarrassment. Beep Beep I’m a Sheep – ing through life. 

All these friends turned into old friends in an instant. The soulmates from different moments in my life.The Old Friends who are now my soul mates, came into my life at different times and have molded me, taught me, and have changed the way I think. They are the memories that I have managed to hold onto, keep near to my heart, and treasure like the tattered pages of an adored book. They will always be a source of solace for me as I travel on, and I will cherish the beauty of these friendships that have blossomed into everlasting relationships. They don’t need to be in my life forever physically but they will always stay with me. 

You’ve moved away from my heart ; a desperation; leeches onto me; come home again. 

Amreen Bedi

Ashoka '25

Amreen is a writer for HerCampus Ashoka. She is a first-year student at Ashoka University, studying English and Creative Writing. In her free time she can be found writing poetry about her perceived 'sad life' and reading books by authors who have actually led a sad life. She is also an artist (only some of the time).