You know how you look back on life and certain memories are more Technicolor than the others?
We thought life will happen once the boards are over. We thought we'll have more time than ever. We thought let's get rid of the work load, then we'll have time.
What we didn't realize was that it was happening even then. Life was happening even then. It still is. For always being there. For the million or so private jokes that we share, some of which have built up over the years, more which lay forgotten in some corner of our oh-so-occupied-with-everything minds. This is to her for finding me funny, when no one else did. For sharing the same sense of humour, tolerating all my mood swings. This is to her because no one else I know thinks I'm good the way i am than she do, for understanding I'm upset when I'm cold, for not leaving me when you most wanted to, for holding on when I most wanted to. This is to her for understanding that when I go quiet I sleep.Don't remember the exact one year which