That bench outside british council

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Some memories just stick...nt 'coz they were grand,bt 'coz they felt real.Today being friendship day, i kinda slipped back to one such old day frm my IELTS prep days in Delhi,British council phase.Books,pressure,silence...n a stone bench outside d building.I used to reach early, mostly to breathe before d classes hit hard n this bench near d lawn,always half-sunny,half-shadowed.One random afternoon,as i sat wid my cue cards,tryin to sound less awkward in my own head...a girl wid wild curly hair just dropped beside me wid a tired sigh dat legit scared two pigeons off 😂,"you got d ‘describe a person who inspired you’one?”No hellos, no names,just that.I passed her my card,she took it like we’d known each other since forevr.that bench became our thing after dat.We nevr really planned it bt somehow always ended up there before class.Shared vocab tricks,cursed mock tests,laughed ovr grilled cheese sandwiches.One tym she handed me her umbrella mmid-rain n saved my entire speakin test lloo.I returned it nxt day wid a tiny sticky note,u saved my band score.i owe u grilled cheese sandwich.She chuckled like it was nothin.But it wasn’t nothin. nt to me.We nevr promised to keep in touch.No long chats,no big goodbyes.Just this soft, unspoken bond...one of those people who don’t stay, bt leave a feeling behind.....So yeah,happy #friendshipday to her,wherevr she isiAnd to all those lil unexpected conconnectiodat felt like...home,evn if just fr a while


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