I sat in my hotel room helping myself to some chocolates. I was angry, sad and miserable. This had been my worst weekend ever. I punched hard at my pillow for agreeing to meet Sayantika. I knew I would lose her. Both of us had fierce tempers and when we would have met in person it was but natural that we would burst like fireworks. I should have known this. I was angry at her for leaving me alone on the streets.I was angry at myself for calling her possessive and throwing her gift on her face. I gave up grieving about the friendship I had lost since I had to leave for the airport in an hour. I put my phone on silent, arranged the things in my backpack and packed  lunch from the hotel. I waited at the airport listening to songs and trying to cool down. But now more than anger , I had guilt and misery. Guilt of misbehaving with my sister and misery of not making it up to her. I wanted to call her but my 'ego' wouldn't let me. Why should I call ? I thought , did she call me ?
Soon came the cool voice of the airport officials that I had to board my plane. I looked around with the hope of seeing her face in the crowd. But that happens only in films right.
After three hours I landed in Delhi. Wasn't I glad to see my hometown once again. I switched on my phone and put the sound on.

Within minutes i had a string of notifications ringing rhythmically. I took out my phone from my pocket and saw the same message seventy times 'You have one missed call from Bon, last call at 18:34 p.m' this message was repeated after a minute gap seventy times. I broke down. I was so misty eyed that I couldn't even see the screen of my phone properly. I heard the familiar ringtone of my phone. 'Bon' flashed on my screen. I picked up. The sweet voice of Sayantika shouted at me 'Where were you ? Are you okay ? What would it have taken you to just message me that you are fine? I was so worried. Seventy calls , SEVENTY she screamed hysterically. I fed so many needy on the streets and asked them to pray that you are all right and I get to hear from you'
I sniffed.
What are you sniffing for she said .
'I just ....'
She said after an awkward silence 'Yeah , I understand. I will call you later'
She was about to hang up when I said 'Sayantika,please don't hang up'
I heard her voice crumbling and she said 'I am sorry. I really am.. I shouldn't have left you there alone. My temper got the better of me. You know how my temper is. I was swimming in guilt when I got home but was too ashamed to go to you. I called you but you didn't pick up. I am sorry'
I said 'Sayantika , I had asked a promise from you remember? That I never want to hear you cry ever again'
'I could imagine her nodding her head.
I am sorry Sayantika for my behaviour too. I shouldn't have said all those mean things about you'
Can I ask a promise from you this time?'she asked
I said 'Have I ever said no to you'
She said 'Promise me that Next time no matter how angry i am don't leave me. And I promise that whatever may happen I will be the first one to sort out our problems. Without you nothing goes right'
I said 'Sayantika, do you know that every time I think I can't love you more you prove me wrong. For a second I was scared of losing you forever. But you and I can never be separated. You and I are the best things that happened each other'
Sayantika said 'Enough of your emotional chats, now take your bags from the airport and leave for home'
'I wish I could hug you', I said , Acha listen , I will book you a ticket to come to Delhi. I can't wait to see you. I will take you around in my car and you will stay at my place and we will make up our fight'
Sayantika laughed and said 'Everything bodes well with me except the fact that you will be driving me around in your car. I am not going anywhere in that death car'
We continued our banters till I reached home. I said 'Sayantika, thank you for being there on an utterly boring ride.'
Sayantika said 'You were saying something about a hug, right ? Why don't you turn around and give me a tight one ?'
Utterly confused I turned around and saw my sister standing there right in front of me.I shook my head in disbelief and pinched myself hard. Before I could inflict more self harm Sayantika drew me in a warm and tight hug. After five minutes or so I found my voice and said 'How on earth?'
She said ' I can travel the whole world to find you , Delhi is just a two hour flight. And the rest of the details will be given after you welcome me in and order me some good food'
Both of us laughed, took each other's hand and in we went to my house.

Today I have a drawer in my house just for her. It shows that she is part of my house and my family.

Ego is three letter word but has the potential to destroy the strongest of relationships. Had Sayantika been egoistic and not called me our friendship would have ended there. A healthy fight is needed once in a while to keep a relationship alive. All love and no anger makes friendship a dull boy. Sayantika And Srabonti are strong and will always remain so because they don't let ego come in between them. They make each other a better person. So every Srabonti out there find your Sayantika and vice versa.