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places is Mumbai. That very word
reminds me of this deforestation guy, I don’t even remember his
face actually,” she laughed.
    “ Cool! Even I am looking for
other places in Tamilnadu rather than only Chennai, but I’m sure
I’ll join only after I’ve done the counseling process. Let’s see,
fingers crossed,” said Pallavi, smiling.
    On the way back to Chennai,
Laksha slept while Pallavi played with her hair. These years should go by quickly so that I can
join a big company even before passing out of college, she thought. I must fill
the place of my lost elder brother and help dad to have a better
retirement. I want to be the best ever, and thank God, I was about
to lose my concentration on my studies when Laksha intruded at the
right time. All is well as Aamir Khan says.
    ***
    27 th August 2010
    Pallavi got into KCT College in
Coimbatore. Her parents were ok with this choice since some of
their relatives were settled there and would take enough care of
their daughter in their absence. Meanwhile, Laksha joined B. Sc in
Interior Design in Mumbai after several fights with her family, who
wanted her to join Measi in Chennai. But she was stubborn about
going Mumbai for its scope and exposure, and she finally got her
way. It took a while for both of the friends to settle down; they
had promised to talk to each other every day for at least 20
minutes after college hours. They still loved each other the same
way as they did in school, and no one was going to enter their
zone.

Chapter two
    Friendship is all about the
‘connection’. That is the moments where ten minutes spent over the
phone with a best friend are much better than hours together with
someone else. Thanks to Alexander Graham bell for the wonderful
invention as well as the others who came up with mobiles, SMS and
every other application that’s of great use so far. Pallavi had
never owned a mobile before, though Laksha had, and the liberty of
Mumbai helped her in getting many things she wouldn’t have
otherwise gotten, since the college put her up nearby.
    “ Hey Pallavi, what’s up with you?” she asked in excitement. "I was talking to
one of my seniors the other day Laksha. She offered me the
opportunity to earn while I study, you know. So, since yesterday
I’ve been doing data entry to make a few bucks."
    “ Ohhhh! That’s nice, but
don’t lose concentration in your studies,” “Yeah, of course, I work
only for an hour or so. I use my cousin sister's laptop to work so
that I don't have to ask uncle for pens and notes," replied
Pallavi.
    “ Hmm! That’s good, so are
you going home this weekend?”
    “ What am I going to do
there? Tell me when you’re planning to go, I will come accordingly.
So how are you studying?”
    “ Pretty interesting, I’m
finally learning something that I love, designing and sourcing.
We’ve also started off with CAD designing,” answered Laksha,
grinning.
    “ Okay, cool, let’s talk
tomorrow. I have to finish my work,” said Pallavi.
    “ Done, don’t strain yourself
honey pie, concentrate on your studies and just wait for some time,
things will turn up,” saidLaksha.
    “ Hope so, bye, take care,”
Pallavismiled and cut the call.
    Pallavi's life was limited to a lot of
record work, studies, and the pressure of doing well and of course,
the data entry job. She kept her head down and didn’t really talk
to others in class except a few students; the only friend she
wanted to speak to was Laksha, who gave her the freedom to be
herself. Coimbatore was quite slow by her standards, but it helped
her in concentrating on her studies. But studying from her dad's
younger brother's place was very annoying.
    On the other hand, Laksha
was fascinated by Mumbai. With all her new friends were from
Mumbai, and she enjoyed the city as much as the taste of its
panipuri and her late night outings. The city let her to fly
without wings; she explored and enjoyed, had a lot of fun with
her mix of friends, but still felt that no