Okay, so this blog is inspired by bhanavcom.wordpress.com
And yes, Shruti, this blog is about you. The first time I probably met Shruti, we weren’t on very good terms. I met her first in fifth grade.
In fifth grade, I was the boss. I mean, I don’t know why, but I felt like that. So one day, a few people introduced me to Shruti, and I was like “Hey there, you’re quite tall.” Okay, probably I didn’t say that exactly, but at least that’s what occurred to me.
I was this kid who was just the right height for my fifth grade, and then Shruti came hopping along, leaving me doubting her age. In fifth grade, she kinda looked like eighth grade.
So yep, now me, Shruti, Pranavi (the longest BFF I’ve ever had) and Vaishnavi, one more nerd from the other classes sat together. We struck upon this awesome idea and named our group “Fantastic Four.” One more odd thing I noticed was, all our names ended with the letter “I”.
So we measured papers and wrote “Fantastic Four” in beautiful handwriting and stuck them to the back of our ID cards. Okay, I remember quite well, this actually turned into a trend in my school later. All the boys seemed to like this idea very much, and then they stuck papers that said stuff like ‘Ninja Boys’, ‘We are the second One Direction’, and all those stuff. (Now you see why I felt like a boss. My ideas were appreciated maybe a little too much….I’m actually LMAO now.)
And then, you see Shruti and Vaishnavi didn’t like each other very much. This became a problem. Well, they fought a lot, shooting out mean comments at each other. And I eventually intervened, calming them down and I ended up getting in fight too..LOL
And then, I was praying, to not be in the same class as Shruti. Well, Murphy’s law decided to kick in and we were in the same class. HAHAHAHA. We fought like hell. Nope. We were hell. To the other students. Guess what?? Shruti and me were in the same group as well for our group projects, and we both were leaders for the group. It’s best to imagine the rest.
One of our teachers, actually said this. “Shruti and Shashvathi don’t get on very well, do they??” And well, you see we didn’t actually like that comment very much. So we were like “Nope, we are actually really alike, that actually causes a lot of brawling between us.”
Which was actually the truth. We were extremely alike. We shared interests in every damn thing. Music, literature, books, writing, poetry, and what not? Name it, and we’d be like, yup, I like that. And then we’d give each other the death stare. And then we’d be like ” You too?” and burst out laughing.
Okay, about music. Music is our bae. We love music. We actually share songs in school. We also sing them, when we’re bored. Yup, I remember one incident when we were singing one of our favourite pop songs, and this dude, who was our friend, was like “Ma’am, two people are singing some horrible English songs out there.” I still laugh for that joke.
Okay, both of us go to classical music classes. And we the pitch in music is called “Shruthi”. I remember this one time, when she was like “My teacher was like what’s wrong with Shruthi, (something was wrong with the pitch) and I was like nothing’s wrong with me.”( It’s okay, if you didn’t get the joke)Well, I love her sense of humor. I love mine too. We are sass queens. We sass people off like hell. Sometimes, we sass each other out.
Shruti’s favourite buzzwords (which eventually turn out to be mine too.)
“Dude, shut up”
“What an asshole!”
Teacher: What are whole numbers?
Me& Shruti: *muffled giggles* (actually me and Shruti have an internal joke about ‘holes’)
*laughing until you cry*
“Wow, sooo funny.” *whispers to me* “Is that even a joke?”
Okay, now I have to get moving, she’s coming over!!!