The Three Musketeers
I went to a hostel when I was 14 years old, I had never thought that the weirdos I will meet in my boarding school will become my best friends for life.
From the three boys from room no. D-10 to The Three Musketeers, we raised each other, we discussed everything, we helped each other from homework to the difficult decisions of our life (at least at that time). We had no access to any kind of media, communication devices, we found fun and happiness in the smallest of things, we all lived in the moment.
From a journey of making fun of each other to supporting each other, we grew up. And, now that my boarding school days are over, we don’t get to meet that often or meet at all. But we stay in touch over video calls, we meet once a year. We might be Far apart now, but you both will stay close to my heart always. I hope our friendship flourishes more as the years pass by.