This story is inspired by the classic Kuch Kuch Hota Hai.
The characters have lived with me for years. But I didn’t have a story for them. Till a few days ago. And then i couldn’t stop myself from penning it down.
As the story wrote itself in my head, i made a few tweaks to the characters. Its not Rahul anymore, its Raj. Yeah, yeah, i know. KKHH and Rahul-Anjali. But like i said, the story is inspired from KKHH, its not KKHH. So, its Raj-Jia-Tina. I kept the last names the same though ;-).
I think this will be quite short. Four-five parts. And very traditionally romantic. With cliches. You have been warned.
This story is dedicated to my friends – my special loved ones who make my day.
– Aparna. For being there. For being who you are. For always somehow knowing what i needed – be it for some one to hear me out, or some one to advice me. When i think of my friends, you always, invariably, come first to mind. For who but you could have borne through my incessant humming during all those NIIT classes?? [And i hope you can tolerate your extremely delayed birthday gift].
– Ranjana. I learnt the term “soul-sister” a couple of years ago. But i found mine many years ago in school. Did i tell you i love you?
– Lizzi. My. In some ways, my kids owe their existence more to you than to us! My guardian angel was looking over me the day i met you.
– Ed Sir and Elina. For practically adopting me in a place where i knew no one. For being there – always. For being my family and bringing me into yours.
– Nikhilbhai and Minalben. I still, even after so many years, learn something new from you every time we meet. We need to meet more!
– Sridhar. My best bud. ‘nough said.
– Kadeen. I would never have started writing without you, Sunshine.
Friends truly are god’s blessings.