I met this girl in medical school. We were far from being friends. Well, far from being friends is an understatement. I knew a girl whose name existed in our class. And I am sure she knew the same about me. Paying no heed to others apart from your small group of friends was the norm in your first year. And yes, she wasn't in my group.
Apart from being on civil terms, we had nothing in common. This was our first year, and it ended with minimal interaction.
Then, by luck, in our second year, we became roommates. Of course, we started with a quarrel. Now that I think about it, I never gave it a thought that it would put a huge dent in our living arrangements. So, you can imagine how great it started. On the first day itself, we became farther from the friends we were. We became enemies on the battlefield. Well, she slept the day off, and I nursed a migraine.
Renewed with a new sense of making everything right, we had our second day. This day, I yelled at her for the whole situation. Yes, counterproductive on my part. And that led to our changing rooms. AGAIN!
Coming back to my original room, I again thought it all over. You can well imagine my nightmare when we became neighbours! Ugh! We both thought we were doomed.
Me, the introvert, and she, the bossy type, mix both together, and you get a perfect recipe for disaster!
The grown-ups that we were behaved like five-year-olds holding onto a grudge!
With so much venom between us, we never thought we would have anything akin to friendship or even a truce.
Then, examinations neared. It is said that examinations bring you closer. And in our case, yes, it did.
We would spend days on end mugging for exams. We both did just fine and aced the exams. We found this truce adequate and went further with discussing book topics.
Yes, studies do bring you closer. That is when you chat between them. Discussing random topics became our pastime. I found a friend in her, and she may be a walking dictionary!
We developed a symbiotic relationship. Yes, it is a must to survive in medical school.
Snacking and studying together became the norm, and we both became a family away from home.
It was all roses and no thorns then. We learned from haphazardly arranging our rooms to haphazardly arranging our lives in the hostel. Finding happiness with a cup of tea became simpler. Yes, life is definitely fun with friends. Gone were the gloomy days spent alone in our rooms. We would chat and laugh together, sing, and dance to the tunes, all joyful. We found life as we loved it. We both found a symbiotic relationship where both mattered to each other.
Now, she's a familiar sight. It all started with a quarrel, but I do hope it doesn't end with one. Instead of being the bossy type, I find her to be a self-obsessed person. But it's better than being bossy, right?
By
Dr. Kanu Tiwari
(She lives in the city of nawabs and loves the city for its rich flavours. She hails from the state of Uttarakhand and likes it for the serene beauty. She is a doctor by profession; a writer by heart and a foodie from the core. She is a fanfic addict and loves baking as much as she loves spending time with the books)
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