Everytime she went on a trek, she gave me a detailed report of all the things that happened during those days. I also used to see the photos and envy her for having all the fun.I tried to join her trek group many a times. But some or the other reason crops up in the end and I stay back – thinking about the next trek they are going for and hoping to join…This time (my first trek as to say), I went to Kodachadri – without her trek group. I experienced lotta things. I thought of her during the whole trek – wanted to tell how it was – the streams, the hills, the trees – wanted to tell her about the reptiles and arachnids we met on our way – the way we had fun – the kinda food and accommodation we had – the way we struggled to reach Bangalore in this festive season.
But where is she???
I may live without love, but I cannot live without friendship. Life seems empty without the best friend I had… I am missing her – and the worst part is – I cannot even say this to her