Time Passed, But Friendship Didn't80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBmtfx6FuAr
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.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdmkjOFqf9y
Laiba – confident on the outside, with kindness hidden in her eyes.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqXmm52azw9
Meher – a bit reserved, but her gaze held depth.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN45CyG1RHx
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.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ76wcjYbxM1
Laiba? Loud, blunt, but with the purest heart.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF4r6gCrr2s
Haya couldn’t stop talking—ever.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXOSB23h4UG
Meher was calm, but when she and Laiba clashed, sparks flew.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaCAl0q1V8k
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.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSmMuzFRiah
Whether it was Independence Day speeches or Teachers Day events—we were always front-line.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn3XycllU5G
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.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmz18ncEYG1
Laiba and Meher argued often.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnugPPsYqZZ
Haya sometimes took things personally.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm6a6xDRavn
And me? I would go silent.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1hdKrzwx18
But somehow, a smile, a sorry, or one funny line would fix everything.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ3Yya50y49
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.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ91ziTSfhC3
I stayed with Haya and Laiba, while Meher, Noor, and Sania moved to another section.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKZ8vSGqOAy
They made new friends, and naturally, our routine changed.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXPMXVBQMMH
But for us three—me, Haya, and Laiba—our bond only grew stronger.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaeoosMH4of
We shared benches, spent free periods chatting, studied together, and stayed inseparable.
🎓 College – New Paths, Old Bonds
When college started, everything changed again.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTQOXZMbnhC
I chose ICS.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWB9w1i0ZmX
Haya and Laiba went into FSC (Pre-Medical), and luckily landed in the same section again.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9YnjbZucvo
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.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwecGrryMVB
Haya would share her bio practical stories.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqrcW3W0ErP
Laiba would rant about her assignments.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC6gLhRI6jW
And I’d be lost in my programming headaches.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjn759E54Tr
But whenever we talked, it felt like no time had passed.
📱 Now – Just One Message Away
Now we’re all busy with life.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe9jS6oiIW9
From school to college to home—everything has changed.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcMFhNmGk58
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…80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMnNC205c1f
six girls, one bench, and a world of our own.
💭 Final Words
You girls are the storybook of my youth.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1qbiBr8LnJ
Every smile, every fight, every apology—engraved in my heart.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtRlIlVffpK
Thank you, Haya, Laiba, Meher, Noor, Sania… for walking into my life.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX263PD44cr
You gave me memories I will never stop carrying.
Time passed, but our friendship didn’t.80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsJ2v8J16Eb
You’re still in my heart—always.
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