Friendship is intricately beautiful with the many layers embedded in relationships carved over the years and complexities making it sound near perfect. We strive for flawlessness in the way we approach relationships and heart beating for friends where longing for each other pinning that conflict is superseded by the strong bond which can lead at times to a sense of insecurity not to lose friends or praying that relationships don’t go wrong. We crave the bonding beyond time where it’s needless to say for some like me, friends from college are always precious.
I am a great believer in ties of friendship for it lends a sense of balance that perhaps blood tie doesn’t plug the gap and have always been closer to friends more than perhaps close relatives. There is innate strength in the friends made and connect on a deeper level the self-confessed sucker for human emotions that I am. Friends have stood thick and thin with me in a seamless manner defying time.
A regular call without fail with Adi every week separated by the seas n the Southern Hemisphere and speaking about everything under the sun is something we don’t religious miss. He will ping me mostly on Fridays and Saturdays as we reminisce about our college days. He was my best friend in the halcyon Pune days and for some reason or the other, we drifted apart owing to time but the struggle in making life happen. It’s only during the lockdown last year that we reconnected and since then, we don’t miss the telecom calls, offering each other the necessary support at a time when the pandemic has become a reality in our lives.
As much as we abhor the lockdown and virus, it brought us together and cementing the bond in reaffirming the belief that as human beings we need to make the small, tiny effort. If the lockdown taught us one thing is don’t think twice about reaching out to friends or your loved ones, be it family or anyone that matters.
There is something funny about friendship and the small anecdotes are what make us look fondly at friendships. One such tale happened in Goa with M. I self-invited myself to the wedding reception of M’s friend what with me having a digital camera and in the age of no smartphones, common sense taught that I should click her and us, not just the venue.
Much to M’s chagrin, I didn’t click her at all and obviously, it pissed her off, reminding on how upset she was with me. She didn’t flinch telling, “You know that I don’t have a camera and you didn’t even take my picture.”
I felt bad about how dumb I can be and insensitive. I am feeling bad right now. But, that’s how friendship is where close friends have every right to tell you the truth about their feelings. No filter friendship is what we should celebrate.
Friendship Day is always special where I hold memories inside my heart. We don’t need a Kodak moment for that. A friend from Pune, Chanda called on Sunday, and as unbelievable as it sounds, we had a video call or for that matter, saw each other’s faces after 10 years. It feels like yesterday only and we spoke as if there is no tomorrow, immediately added another friend from college on the call who was our senior, Ajitabh. Now, in those days I would add the prefix Bhaiya in front of his name. In college, he would joke telling me that because of me, most girls were calling him Bhaiya. Of course, Ajitabh reminded Chanda on his peculiar way of speaking in college when we were sitting for food, “Come, dig in.” Of course, we spoke as if there was no tomorrow and am amazed how Chanda knows me so well where despite the fact we were not in touch for a decade. He told me things about myself that I didn’t need to share with him. It’s incredible how friends understand each other to the hilt.
As corny as it sounds, don’t they say, “Hare ek friend zaroori hoti hai” and over the years, I made such good friends on the blogging sphere. Some of them are on my Whatsapp and while we may not speak to each other for long because of the drudgery life throws at us, we are here for each other. Esha is one such good friend where we connected on the blog at a time when content overrides everything and anything. So much for such genuine friends beyond hits or Instagram but swearing for the pure joy of writing.
One thing I would say honestly is that after making the best of friends and having the perfect time at Fergusson college in Pune that it was a hard time moving out of this phase so much that I pushed people away who wanted to be close to me. Now, right or wrong it’s not my place to assess but it can happen when you make the best of friends during a particular phase.
I am linking this Friendship Day post to Esha’s blog with a special, personalized theme in reaching out to and bonding with friends during these tough times where the pandemic is impacting several lives and taking a toll in terms of mental health. A free writing prompt every Sunday to encourage writing and removing the mind’s clutter every week.