CHEERS TO YOUR GROWTH. CHEERS TO YOU! It was a dark and stormy night. . . No! Actually, it all began with a divine connection. Four very short, but seemingly long years ago, Mursal and I became friends through mutual connections. It wasn’t an, “we’ve always been close,” or “it was friendship from the first sharing of a Crayola in the shade, “Azul,”” situation, but one of those things that happened inevitably.
We walked home from school most days for 2 years, and through those short walks home, our stories became intricately woven together. Somewhere amongst the telling of the legends that we were a part of, and the sharing of our dreams, it was soon brought to our attention that we had similar plans to conquer the world. I vividly remember a brief moment before we became friends – I gracefully clomped through a poorly lit and crammed corridor to get to one of my classes, and Mursal was doing the same on the opposite side of the hall, and as I looked over …
