Friendship Musings!

It's now almost two years since we met, the three of us. Priya, Suni and me. Our friendship had started in our last years in school. It had continued tru our college days and then all of a sudden, we had to choose different lives. They both got married in a gap of one month and I was left searching for myself.
Priya and I have shared a special relationship. Suni has always been the philosopher, who did nothing wrong and who was the perfect doll. But we both were humans, always upto something, and most of the time, something nasty. We shared experiences which looking back are funny, others poignant.
Years after her marriage, one day I suddenly realised that I have never told her what she means to me. I havent hugged her, told her I miss her or said thanks for all that small, big and thoughtful deeds. On the eve of her wedding, I had cried my heart out in front of the mirrir. When she left the next day to her husband's house, the hollowness I felt that shadowed my life never really left me. She didnt knew. She asked me why I hadnt called her the next day.
I told myself why, but she never heard. Or maybe she did!
Even now, I have not grown out of her friendship. She is a mother of two. Sometimes I feel that motherly warmth from her when she scolds me for what I do with my life. We don't call for days, when we do, we do it on the right time, when both of us would have wished for nothing else. I sent her cards, I pray fr her kids, I am happy with her life but we never tell each other how `hugely present' we are in each others' life. But it can wait!