I’m done with casual friendships.. Looking for a serious friend.
You can’t use the F word anymore.
Yes, I’m talking about friendship. You can’t call your friend, a “ friend”.
Not only relationships but friendships are also becoming too-casual-but-complicated in this decade.
People used to talk on phone for hours with their ‘serious’ friends. Now, calling up your friends are supposed to be cool and breezy. “Hey, I’m at CR park, do you know any good restaurants around here?”
I take time to understand these norms. Until a month ago, all my phone calls went like the following —
Me: “Hello, I miss you. Just wanted to check if we can do dinner 7 weeks later?”
Her: “Hey, cool. Will let you know if I’m free”
Me *that was a definite no. why was i so uncool and ruined all that i had with her*
Depending upon them is very uncool, even if it is an emergency. If you call her up hesitantly but twice (a really bold move), she will respond on whatsapp after two days with a “hey, what’s up?”.
I was being robbed and chased by a group of serial killers, RADHIKA!
They come over sometimes, drink, eat, make “deep conversations” but texting them for the next three days is a strict no-no!
You could establish clear rules on how relationships would work earlier. Basically, the world was simple. Either she was your ‘best friend’, ‘close friend’ or just a ‘friend’. You had other set of friends but reassure Jessy that she always comes first! Now, she can four, five groups of friends but she will not even share the details of these other people in her life with you or her whereabouts. Only her instagram stories will give you some sneak peeks into the insides of her heart and life.
She hangs out with you and two other folks (whom she just met, but they are indefinitely cooler than you). She crops you out and puts up the pictures of two other people on instagram and captions it, “lady crush wednesday”. But I thought I was your best friend, Radhika! I cracked jokes for you to laugh that day.
Like a fuckboi, she only wants the pleasures of friendship. Sharing a couple of laughs, replying to your instagram stories, having eclectic food in any cozy, popular but not so popular place suffices. Two spoons of intellectual banter is the final and secret ingredient to the recipe of modern friendships.
But I am not happy with happiness alone. I want more! I want to know all about your life, be a faithful #bff. Does anybody want loyalty anymore? Oh, I forgot it has been replaced with social popularity. Fine, I at least want to know if I will be invited to your wedding.
Why you giving me mixed signals, Radhika? Stop playing games on me, I want to move on!
Do you think I am clinging on to you as a result of my own insecurities? No Radhika, I love you even if you repeatedly avoid me and don’t acknowledge my friendship in public.
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Anyway guys, she will realize my true friendship and come back to me someday. Meanwhile, let me stare into the vast loneliness of my king size bed and stream Seinfeld on Amazon Prime on Friday nights, all along imagining to have my very own George and Elaine.
