The friendship

Friendship... one word that people celebrate. When people can make friends so easily, I am among those who struggles a lot to make one.

Growing up, I would feel left out and often punished in class for being myself. "Come on who wants to be friends with her...? Okay let me think.... eh.. No one."

It took me so many years  as young woman to manage to call a group of people her friends. I kept warning them, "as I keep moving on, my interests change, my priorities change, my friends might change. I will remember all of you but might still have to move on".

Now I think it is a matured thought. As we move on in life, things changes, people we meet are different, we hang out with are different, the food we used to like were different etc. So whats wrong with moving on. At any point we have to.
So to forsee it and inform my buddies  about this most probable possibilty was the best thing I could do. So did I.

Years passed. Over years it so happend, the number of years and calls became less. And ofcourse I found a real friend who is better than all those I have ever had. The new person was actually a gem, a reflection of me. I found a best friend, sister, coffee partner, cinema partener, donut partener, ofcourse French class partener etc in her. Well life is better.

We finished college and parted their ways. Well the one thing we did discuss was how lazy we would be to stay in touch and how we will only call each other in the time of need. Because the love for eachother is safely locked in heart and since we are away, no calls no text, but whenever we need each other is when we come in contact.

Now we might think this might be friends with benefits or friends for need.... yea....  A friend in need is the friend indeed. So it is the hope that we always have them somewhere trying everything in their hand to be there for us in the time of crisis.

Now back to my story, we departed and continued with our lives. We talk once in a blue moon but find time to share each other the compassion and care. We offer each other a helping hand and comfort. We help each other to figure out things and also motivates to be least judgemental. It is been years now... All seem just fine.
However people from past keep peeping in yo my life even after communicating clearly to kindly move on that they didnt get enough attention, call, love etc. They keep blaming the snowflakes' ego.

A clap can only come when two hands come together. What friends from past or should we call them, people who used to be friends in the past was totally innocent and this was a swift move on them to deliberately hurt them? Well it needs to be given a thought.
However I am quite happy about who I am. I know that I am trying to do the best for everything for everybody's best interest. If someone get hurt, it is collateral damage and all I can do is get down and apologise.

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