From Strangers To Homies & Soul Sisters !!💗♾️

Some friendships don’t begin with grand gestures or dramatic first meetings.

Sometimes, they quietly bloom - in laughter shared under the stars ✨, in food split three ways 🍽️, in unspoken understanding 🤝.

That’s how it was with Komal, Rutuja, and Me !!

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We weren’t in the same class.They were busy becoming amazing physiotherapists 🩺, and I was walking my own academic path. But destiny doesn’t care about schedules or classrooms. It brings the right people together — and that’s how I found my people 🫶🏻🧿.

When I first came to Kolhapur . I meet two girls who would change everything.At first, we were just acquaintances - maybe a quick smile, maybe a Hi 👋.

If I had to choose one thing that defines our bond, it would be those late-night talks & watching movies or series !!

You know the ones- where time disappears , and your heart feels lighter with every word spoken & Some nights we laughed till our stomachs ached 🤣.Other nights, we just sat with our emotions — letting the silence speak  & We’ve poured out our fears ,dreams , heartbreaks 💔, and hopes 💫 under the moonlight — and somehow, every night brought us closer .In those moments, I found something more than friendship.

I found home 🏡.

There’s a special kind of love in sharing food .And with Komal and Rutuja, food became a whole love language 😋.Sometimes we fed each other without even thinking.

Our one memory stands above the rest — our trip to Radhanagari 🌻.That day was unforgettable !!

A  bunch of friends , and one wild plan .We rode out of Kolhapur — wind in our hair , excitement in our hearts 💓.

First stop? A restaurant where we ordered ragda puri — which turned out to be a total disaster . It tasted like disappointment wrapped in spice 🌶️. But we still laughed and ate 😂, because being together made even the worst food fun. 

Later,We went to radhanagari Waterfall and had some fun.Then Rutuja’s friend’s Mavshi made maggie for us 🍜. Let’s just say… cooking wasn’t her thing 😅.The maggie was bland, weird, and probably illegal in some places  — but we still ate it. We made fun of her and turned her innocent mistake into one of our funniest stories ever.On the way back, the universe gifted us a moment — a glowing sunflower field 🌻. We stopped, clicked pictures and created a memory we’ll never forget !!

 

The day ended with one last meal — a delicious food.finally something tasty after all the chaos 🙌.But truth be told, the food didn’t matter. What mattered was the joy of, the mess , the togetherness 💖.People say friendship is about how often you meet .But with Komal and Rutuja, I learned it’s about how deeply you connect .

To Komal and Rutuja — thank you for being my people 💛.

Thank you for turning Kolhapur into a place I’ll always miss and for every plate of food 🍽️, every shared secret 🤫, every hug 🫂, and every random memory we made .

This isn’t just a phase .This is forever ♾️.

Because this isn’t just friendship 🤝 - it’s a chapter in my story that will never fade, no matter how many pages life turns 💗 !!

 Hommies 🤍🧿