Goodbyes are never easy, it's just easy peasy lemon squeezy. I don't know what to name the bond we share. You're more than a "BESTFRIEND" or a 'SISTER' to me.
The day when you called me up saying that you got through FIDM and SCAD, I felt like the happiest person on Earth. Partly because of your achievement and mostly because of the fact that you're finally going away too far to get to grill my ass 24*7.
I can't let go of any memory that you are a part of. Starting from our pre puberty hype at Privy to our endless intellectual talks all night. From your ass getting stuck in the wash basin at Forum to your surprising excuses on being caught while bunking classes to finishing off tiffin in the very first two periods in the morning to our crazy party incidents to cleaning your puke on my 18th birthday.
I wish you all the happiness and white guys in your life ahead! Kick 'em Asses in LA!
I love you Rushali Bhattacharya to the SUN and back. I'm NOT going to miss you.