Just an attempt to write something. If any name here resembles others, its only a coincidence, and I apologise for that. --------------------------------------------------------------- ………………….Ring!!!!!!!!!! Ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Why this alarm clock has to ring now??) These alarm clocks are so annoying, they are so insensitive, and they don’t know what other people think of them. Some might argue; “they are made for that,” why can’t we have some nice tunes in alarm clock. Well!!!!!!!!!!!!! Any way, I had to leave my cozy bed, in that harsh winter. With a promise to continue my dream later, I pulled myself out of bed. Once also thought of going back to bed again, it was revision time any way, didn’t really need to go to school. Harkey SSSSSSSSSSS……….. Someone called me. *Saru….. 5 mins* my quick reply. Actually, this is the only motivation to leave my bed early. This is the moment I dream about every night. This is the moment I wait for everyday. We are childhood friends, Saru and Me. She’s my next door neighbor; she’s more than my classmate. More than just friends…… there is no word to explain our relation. Sharing and caring between us was unbelievable and was more than friends. We share lot of common values and more too. Sometimes I feel, how could I live without her? I don’t know how she feels….lot of times I felt like asking her, but something inside me stopped, may be the fear to loose the best friend or the fear of unacceptance from society. After all she was so called ‘lower cast.’ My parents are liberal about the caste system. They won’t have any problem, but…………..the so called society that we have to live with. There is nothing I can tell them. *Saru….are you prepared for finals?* I tried to change the thoughts playing in my mind. *Harkey, are u really worried about finals?* a quick question from saru. She really doesn’t believe, I would be ever worried about exams. Not because I am intelligent but because I am careless. Actually she is the one who is always pushing me during the exams. I believe ‘knowledge is what you know, compare to what you can write on paper’. I smiled……… *Harkey, k cha m*zi ?? haami laai baal diney ?* one of my friends. He used to be my classmate. Doesn’t go to school any more, reason; I don’t know. He told me he can’t afford, but surprisingly he can afford BS. These kinda guys can come handy sometimes, but he was annoying at this moment. Saru was with me, I didn’t like the way he talked. *Thik cha yaar, sorry hai dekhina mailey* and talked for couple minutes and I walked towards Saru. She walked away from me, actually she doesn’t like my friendship with these guys. *Harkey, I told you not to talk with these guys, I have to talk to your mom now* she started a long lecture again. It was not new for me, I am kinda used to it. I know she won’t complain, but still fakaunu ta paryo ni !!!! I didn’t even know when we got to the school. Usually, I hang out with friends for sometime before class. I broke my rules, to be with Saru. I just could not stop it that day. I saw her more beautiful than ever before, more caring and loving than ever before. She was talking to her friends. Being Saru’s closest friend I have access to girls talk as well. Mostly, no one minds even if I join their group. It was a privilege, others guys were jealous about. In few occasions, I have used that privilege for others as well. Specially when guys like some girls and are scared or don’t have guts to talk to them. Its fun being messenger as well, it’s really nice when it works out good. I can still say, I helped even if it doesn’t work. It was also a good way to keep their (kta haru ko) mouth shut. Natra, it’d be difficult to even go to school