Friend

     How do we become friends with another person? Strangers to each other at first, but we all start out somewhere right? A couple of times after the initial hellos and how are yous,  and if you still like that person enough, we exchange some information about ourselves that is generic enough but still doesn’t show the inner craziness that only select privileged are privy to . If you think about it it’s almost like dating, except that there is no need to be unfailingly polite, at least in my opinion.

      Let’s say there has been no running from either party, so you start sharing stories about yourself or that you were a part of. We all have stories; let it be the ones that happened in school or with your family or with your other friends there is something or the other always. But that’s not to say that everybody makes friends the same way. Or at least I didn’t.

      Frankly, I would say that not everybody I meet likes me and that’s not something I worry about. If I demand that everyone should like me, then one would and should expect the same from me. Ha, not possible. But that does not mean that I go out of my way to make an impression. I have always believed that one should be true to one’s self to have a happy life. Did not come to that conclusion without struggle, but hey, life isn’t fair. Anyways, I digress.

     I stumbled through my first year of college confused and bored, but most of all without a friend by my side. We all wish for that friend who would always just be there for you, rant with you about how there is no decent place to eat or cry with you while watching some sappy series or laugh at and with you when you do something stupid. To be precise, that friend who you trust enough to be your kid’s god parent, but at the same time not to name the said kid.

     There I was in my second year sitting at the last row all vexed and waiting for the day to be over. And the girl next to me was one who I thought had a bit of an attitude as she didn’t really acknowledge me the last time I spoke to her. So I thought I would be forced to make conversation and fake smile through my way. But miraculously, the conversation never ended and the smile became genuine.

     We have laughed until we cried, were there for each other when one went a little cuckoo and faced our bad times together. When I realized that I don’t have to put on a veil or be a person that I don’t want to be in her company, I realized that what we had was something precious. I am happy to have found that friend who has become my family, my sister and it’s something that I would never take for granted.

Listen to this beautiful song if possible - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrulQAZq7Y8


Sowndharya

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