Friendships

Imagine this...

You meet a stranger for the very first time, and in a daze of awkwardness, you start to share your ideas and interests just to break the ice, and sometimes do you find yourself reflected in their words. Something inside you tells that you are similar, and WHAM!!! turn the reel forward a couple of months or years, and here you are hanging out crazy, relishing the sweet fruits of friendship!

What kind of sorcery is this?

What kind of magical bond is it that binds people together? Altruism gone wild? I mean... Take me, for example. I'm basically a loner, a bit of a misanthrope. I'm introverted, and also a teeny bit anti-social. I wasn't ready for life as I started college, and just started to rebuild my life. I was bad with friendships, and I was utterly clueless of the life that was in front of me. I knew it was going to be a tough time. But now, look at me! My friend circle has gotten bigger than ever! I thought it would be highly improbable of me to have these many great friends when I first entered college. Three years have passed, and as I just finished my junior year at college, I've surprisingly found myself with more than 10 people that I could call good friends- friends that know me through out!

What the hell even happened? How was it even possible?

And oh! You might ask if I ever had fights with them.. Yes, I have. Even yesterday my friend and I got into a verbal fight, but found myself reading one of his texts that we're still friends and that we wouldn't stop hanging out, and that he's not even a bit angry about me after all the tantrum yesterday.. Well, calling it a tantrum is quite a lot bit exaggerating.. He was quite patient with me. Ya know.. friendship!!

Now, how crazy is that?

Friendships are forgiving. We laugh about, hang out, share our joys and sorrows, I mean, it IS true that friends are the family we chose in this mortal life. They are the ones who have helped me stay sane in a world so frustrating and painful as this. They always made me laugh, and if ever a dementor tried to suck away all the happiness from my life, I'll know that my perfect patronus will me my friends smiling upon me with an arm around my shoulder, driving away my insecurities.

For that, I'll be ever grateful to them.

Even today, as I look at the sunrise over the sea, I'm proud of myself. I'm proud of me being able to rebuild my life from a scratch. I'm proud of being able to have these many great friends who, despite  all my negativeness, stayed with me. And in those overwhelming thoughts, I feel the gentle touch of my friends round me, and I know I'm safe.

Those cycling days, them school moments, the crazy lunch hours, the mad semester ends. I tell you, semester endings can get real funny. I found myself sitting in my friend's room arguing if the porcelain cup would break for different heights. Well, we end up breaking it, and turns out it doesn't even belong to him!! Well, it's when all the bottled up immaturity breaks loose, do we do such silly stuff.

If you ask me, friendships ARE truly screwed up. You'll never know. You might find the qualities you hate the worst ina human might be in one of your best buddies, and somehow, it's just okay. It's okay to be weird, it's okay to be different. Friendship shields all, and keeps people together.

No matter how many years will pass, the power and the driving force of friendship will always remain enigmatic.


Pr@veen