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Friends, My Life!

You are my Butterfly...is a song sung by Crazy Town. But I am not writing this post to tell you about how wonderful the song is, but what wonderful memories it conjures up in my mind. This is a song that probably 6years ago every young soul was rocking too. I was no different. I was enjoying the best years off my life - College!

I was in an all girls convent college, but I am not complaining because I have made memories and friends that would last me a lifetime. It was the time I first fell in love, put on eye makeup, went out pubbing, and realized I could write (my poems were published in the College Mag).

Life was good. I was having a ball. I made two good friends. We bunked classes together, we danced in the canteen together to beat of FIVE, we went to RSI parties, we bitched about classmates together, and the best thing of all, we shopped together. Then we decided to do something crazy...we decided to Gate Crash!

There was a party that one of my classmates had told me about. She said that it was going to be a great hit as there was a DJ who was going to be playing the latest hits and the best part was the BOYS!! She said that her friend's friend was organising this as it was her 21st Birthday. She also told me that she wasnt very sure if she knew her that well. But my mind was already tuned off to her muttering. I was thinking of going there with the girls and gate crashing.

To my suprise when I ran the idea across, my friends agreed and said it sounded like fun. So we bunked the last hour of college and sped off on our two wheelars to Amrutha Castle (thats were the party was being organised). We were a little nervous when we reached. But soon we saw some common friends and felt at ease. We walked in just as the DJ was playing Butterfly. We felt like those beautiful little creatures. Come Come My Lady... the beat was beautiful. We swayed to the music, let ourselves loose. Looking at us the entire crowd joined in. We were laughing and dancing and having a good time...You Are My Butterfly! It was so much fun. Friends are the best thing that can happen to anyone.

Then suddenly, they recognized us. We were actually in a wrong party!! This was an another party that was going on in a different section of the same place.
We were laughing so much that embarrasment hardly touched us. We slowly let ourselves out and when we were safely out in the open, burst out laughing like small schoolgirls. But the song still played in our minds. Come Come My Lady... You Are My Butterfly!


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