To the Best Friend, Amazing Colleague , Adorable Son

A part of me believes in the word, kindness a bit less than yesterday. Be there for everyone and when you shall be in trouble they shall be the ones you can count upon, this entire statement seems like a lie to me.
During the summers, I tried being the ant that’d preserve good deeds and relations so that they’d be there during the harsh storms. Seldom did I know they would all turn into cockroaches and fly away to safety leaving the ant to die.
I have no complaints from anyone. But I am flabbergasted how easily people forget others once everything is back to normal in their lives.
Remember that colleague whose work you did as a part of overtime because he needed to save his relationship with his girlfriend?
Or the umpteen times you sat back after office hearing and consoling for the issues that your friends family has created for him.
The son, whose responsibility turned to that of a father at the age of 23, because he had started earning and his family expected him to.
So here’s to you my dear friend, the close colleague and adorable son; it was kind of you to be there for all these people when needed but now their lives are on track and pretty much back to normal so they might not miss/need you much.
Of course, they have a million things to do and there’s no rulebook that says you have to help those who helped you.
I just have a single piece of advice, if you ever feel low, type it out, because when tears shed and there’s no one to offer a shoulder, the pen is ready to sacrifice its blood to make you feel a little lighter.
The pen won’t judge if your writings aren’t perfect or worth uploading for accolades on Social Media it will simply drain itself to level the bars of kindness in you.
It will help you believe somewhere in the land far far away there’s still a place where things are used and people are loved.
