Every year on the 12th of June, it rains no matter what the weather is like in the previous or following days ... my friend always asked about how this happened every year and the only thing i cud ever think of was "God had to give up an Angel for us on this day, and so he cries on every 12th of June" ...
Its 12th of June and is my closest friend's birthday ... she is the apple of a lot of people's eyes and is loved by everyone near and dear to her ... so this blog is dedicated to one of the most smart, funny, beautiful and cool persons existing on this planet ...
She is one very talented and unique female ... i've never come across one so strong-willed and determined in my life ... If she has to do something, she does it with absolute perfection and superb class n flair ... she takes pride in her achievements but can never see her as over-confident ... one of the most attractive thing about her is that she can be self-sufficient whenever she wants and is independant like a free bird ... frankly, i've seen a lot of girls who have atleast once said that they wished that they were boys, but, my friend ... never ... she's happy being the girl she is today and I admire her a lot just cos of that ... All I ever wanna say is that it has been an honour being her friend and i'll always be proud of her ... I just pray to god to bless her with all the gifts of happiness in this world ...
Lastly, I'd like to just quote the song by Elvis Costello for my beautiful friend ...
She
May be the face I can't forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.
She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell
She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die
She ...