My Old Friend

One day when the doorbell of my house rang. I opened the door to see who there was. On

opening the door, I saw a tall and well-dressed man standing there before me. At first, I could not recognise who the man was. But when the man smiled and opened his mouth to say a few

words of greetings, I at once recollected that it was Armaan who was my classmate, some ten years earlier when we were at school. Now it was a pleasant surprise for me to see my old friend suddenly

before me, after such a long time. " O you Armaan, " said I, and we two gave each other a big long

hearty hug. Holding Armaan still in my embrace, I took him inside the house. I introduced him to my parents. Since Armaan used to come to our house in our childhood, it didn't take my parents long to recognise him. When Armaan bowed to them to touch their feet, they blessed him. They expressed their happiness to see that Armaan had now grown up into a handsome young man. I spent the whole day with my dear friend, sharing our old memories.