Rediscovering Friends
These days I have lost my capability of containing my happiness or curbing my enthusiasm. I wish everyone the same — a whole lot of happiness that they struggle to contain.
Recently, I have been discovering friends that I assumed I had either known (or ignored) for years. In retrospect, I would not dare call my knowing of these friends even casual acquaintance.
Rediscovering friends is admitting that you both had been a fool to not make the best of the first opportunity. It’s also like visiting the lanes of old memories but walking on the side of road that you did not before and seeing things from the perspective of your friend. Then there’s also a small whisper in your heart to relive some of those memories but differently and a realization that your wish is not going to come true.
Making friends is easy. Becoming good friends is difficult — might as well be attributed to pure luck. Losing friends is easy, losing good friends even easier. It’s keeping the friends constantly close that is most challenging. No one claims to know the inside out of keeping friends close eternally. Time has been blamed so often that its’ notorious as the prime reason people lose friends. The all powerful but non-vocal Time knows that it’s our stupidity and ignorance that lose friends.
PS. I wish I had been less stupid. I wish to be less stupid. Maybe that would do good in keeping friends close.