lucky 3

I was always taught 3 is unlucky. And I always believed 3 was unlucky. And so I moved around either in a couple or a group of 4 or more.

In carmel, I made one friend when I joined in 6th. She had another friend, making the group of 3, and it dint make me any comfortable. So like a stupid girl I went out on a venture to make a group of 4 or more. And that’s how I found my 3 musketeers at school. We had a group of 4, happy, jolly, funny, bitchy and sexy girls.

But this post isn’t about the lucky 4. Its about the lucky 3. And this happened in college when I met preeti darling on the 1st day. I was happy. I had found a girl who wasn’t really talkative and initiating. I felt secure that we’ll remain friends, a safe 2. And decided that theres no place for a third person. Call me stupid, suspicious, or even superstitious, the unlucky 3 was always a problem to me.

Little did I know, that on the 2nd day itself a third element would join the group, and that’s when kritika madame entered my universe. I let her in. couldn’t help it! She was simple, down to earth, and sweet. The three of us had natures that hit off instantaneously. We bonded, and we had an unsaid understanding that we were to be friends for the next three years. In due course i shared everything with these girls. From tiffins to secrets, I shared everything except my clothes. But what I never shared with these two girls is my insecurity of unlucky 3.

I would try all day and night, to keep in touch with both of them. Trying to ensure that I was kept in the loop. That I would become as significant a part of their lives as they were of mine. All night I hoped that tomorrow I wouldn’t have to sit alone. All day I would wish I was the ones they would ensure to click pics with me.
For the years I was happy that during the holidays I wasn’t the one who was leaving delhi, that I had 24x7 net connection and a good sms scheme to keep in touch with these 2 ladies. Call me insane, kiddish ot stupid.

But what these 2 girls taught me was that we 3 made a lucky 3, and that these 3 years made a lucky 3. Our friendship growing stronger with every day, with every exam and with every bunk. Our group grew bigger to include pushkar, shreya, mira, sid, nakul and so many people, but we 3 were inseparable. Be it in pics, in outings or night outs.

I saw the good, the bad, the ugly—the good were the trips etc, the bad were a few gloomy days, and the ugly were our marks :p—with them. They kept me going in tough times, they made me stronger and they changed my thinking.

Today I smile when I hear prêeti recounting her sms chat with kritika, or when kritika puts a profile pic with preeti. To me these are my 2 stars, and we the lucky 3.