24/11/2013
Friend. Best
friend. Bestest friend.
In my life so
many people came to give meaning to the ‘friend’. From the day when I barely
knew what relationship is all about, I had started making friend. I Still
remember that day when I was in 3rd std. And I gave a speech on the
topic ‘My best friend’ saying ‘Riya is my best friend...’ and as a result of it
my teachers used to tease me by mimicking my words...Riya is my best...
Today I don’t
even know where she is and I don’t even remember when the last time that we
talked was. So, this is how evolution has taken place in my life in the matter
of friendship. I remember the words from ‘3 idiots’ –school change ,uniform
change’ and to more or less extent the same applies to friendship –school
change ,best friend change. Till my 10th std. I used to firmly
believe that there should be someone to whom you call as your best friend. A
person who can sit with me on the same bench, a person who can come with me in
the same tution, a person who can chit-chat with me while sharing my lunchbox
during the recess, a person who can bring a sudden smile on my face by saying
‘look ,I brought biryani for you. Tumhari favourite hai na!’ showing her open
luchbox. a person who can do homework
with me, a person who can stand on my side when I am stuck in a quarrel, a
person who can accompany me till the washroom, a person who can bare me when I am reading out my poems
before her, a person who can tell about her secrets to me and is also eligible
to hear mine, a person who can take me in a corner and tell me to do my clothes
proper when they aren’t, a person who can do ‘kitti’ (Not talking to me) with
me and still forget the ‘Kitti’ when i actually need her, a person with whom i
don’t need to do any formal obligations, a person to whom i can call by any
name ; even kutti –kamini, a person who can take away my things and may not
even find it necessary to inform me, a person who ties me the best friendship belt
saying me her best friend and indeed awaits to know which colored belt I have
selected for her, a person who can share her silly dreams with me and also have
patience to hear mine, a person will wait eagerly for her birthday just to see
what I gift her, a person who will never fail to ask me ‘what did you bring for
me ?’ when I go out on my summer vacation,
a person with how i can compare my marks and feel like a billion dollar –only
if i am ahead of her, a person who feels my absence when i am absent in the
class and says ‘Absent ma’am’ when the class teacher speaks out my while taking
attendance, a person who tells ‘from now we will remain absent together’ just
because she had a boring day without me by her side, a person who can scold me
like a father; quarrel with me like a brother; and still love me like a
mother...
As i grew up
that innocence started fading, that meaning started changing, those friends
started replacing and a day came when the word ‘f-r-i-e-n-d’ remain the same
but the meant went totally altered.
There are even
friends who went away from me after they were in a relation or had ended up
with marriage so it really made me think that...
...It seems an
unwritten law of the universe that especially marriage takes precedence over
friendship. Friendship has no definite rules of loyalty whereas marriage has.
There should be for friendship laws, a legal pledge as well.
I can hear my
mom telling me ‘You shouldn’t tell everything to your friends. It’s your age to
keep yourself to yourself.”
I can hear my
Prof. telling me “In the corporate world, your best friend will stab you from
your back.”
When the
question came to give conclusion to this article I did cup my chin in misery as no matter as we grow
up the definition of friendship changes but Still friends are friends...! (No matter what!)
Dedicated to all
my best friends. –
- · Riya savjani
- · Surbhi Thakar
- · Raksha Tiwari
- · Seles Sabastine
- · Mitsu Dave
- · Kinjal Bathiya
- · Vishva Choksi
- · Farah Memon (Farah Di, I really miss you. I hope you are happy wherever you are.)
- · Palak Dhamecha
- · Shvitra Patadia
- · Mangi...Premangi!..
Friends. Best
friends.
.Humble thanks
to all of you for tolerating me for such a long time. You came in my life and
went away ...and...I was never the same. Love you all.
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