Time Passed, But Friendship Didn't56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3GvYeiWbR0
The morning of my first day in Class 6 felt different. I wore my new uniform, slung a fresh school bag over my shoulder, and stepped into school with a strange mix of anxiety and excitement. Everything was unfamiliar—new students, new teachers, and a whole new world I had to face.
As I entered the classroom, I noticed girls already grouped up. Some faces were unfamiliar, others chatted like old friends. That’s when I saw them—the girls who would soon become the most beautiful memories of my life.
Haya – the calm, thoughtful one who caught my eye first.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡswXzOUG4CH
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGEAalTZ2K2
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQNwZXG1S2q
Noor and Sania – our class clowns, always smiling, always laughing.
I had no idea then that these girls would become part of my soul.
We naturally formed our own seating groups. Haya, Laiba, and Meher took the front bench. I sat on the second bench with Noor and Sania. In the beginning, we were all just polite classmates. But within days, a silent bond began to grow between us—through conversations, shared homework, laughter, and little mischiefs.
🌸 Each One Had Her Own Spark
I was the emotional one—quiet but deep. Sometimes my words hit hard like an emotional explosion.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8cwqJFdiKf
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOsuyzbb4Ga
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYhxJaRq7B0
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBKSiIiIDVV
Noor and Sania were our energy boosters—full of jokes and chaos.
🎤 We Were Stars on Stage Too
Our friendship wasn’t just confined to classroom benches. We ruled the school stage.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1HUIAoAq3k
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtbxPzB56wv
Even the principal once said,
"These six girls are the pride of this school."
🎭 Little Things, Big Memories
Of course, we had fights and misunderstandings.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmnxVWXzy4O
Laiba and Meher argued often.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9wGUwZ7ylR
Haya sometimes took things personally.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuWNv4NxLXT
And me? I would go silent.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9G0yoYHLbf
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡijuvdSZ3Wq
Sharing lunches, doing group work, surprising each other on birthdays—these are the memories that became our foundation.
⏳ Class 9 – When Things Started to Shift
In Class 9, a shift came. Our group got divided by class sections.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxkC7G6kzvk
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOmnsI6yC69
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKBxcJhFydZ
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVCLz7Vix1q
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCT714HKXmP
I chose ICS.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtntjtl6VDb
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRnGGemiubA
It was the first time we were physically apart.
But still—corridor catch-ups, break-time hugs, and late-night texts reminded us that the bond hadn't faded.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3XEzzlrFSb
Haya would share her bio practical stories.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSXWm5lyHot
Laiba would rant about her assignments.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdze3xum7Dk
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc7srpyRmLS
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUFoJ61uTDR
From school to college to home—everything has changed.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3vbwnuwHg0
But sometimes, a simple “Hi” on WhatsApp, or a reply to an old photo, brings it all rushing back.
And suddenly, we’re back in that classroom…56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡENNFLSE51d
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiyehDwVACM
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuj7j6Pyai9
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy4xWuUu3aN
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj9xD6p1AuK
You’re still in my heart—always.
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