I bade him good bye.... This was one last time before I would call him my friend ever again..
He was my best friend.. A friend in need... A friend in deed as well...
It was as though he was the chosen friend for me...
It was as though he was the chosen friend for me...
And who else than my parents made it possible... They found him to be a good partner in crime for me
He met me in pre-school. And since that day he was my fort.
He stood guard and ensured I never fell down.
In school, when I ranked 1st in class, he was the one who was more happy than me...
He boasted around, he made even the second rankers look puny ans sad...
And when I came second in school, he made me work harder to turn the tables...
From school to college and from college to my masters degree... He was there
Ohhh ... We had such a fine time... I cannot recall when his friendship overpowered me.
It was as though he had become a different person over time...
And I slowly realised it during college.
When Shyam and I had a small disagreement and he said, "No buddy, you are a merit student. You can never be wrong. And forget about apologizing to Shyam"
Shyam and I never spoke again...
May be i should have spoken. But I chose to stay silent.
My world crashed when she left me at the altar, because of my behavior.
Oh gosh I did not even spare the Father of the Church when he shared a light joke. I pounced on him.
No. he still said "You're right. The Father has no right to joke on you. its your day. All are your slaves".
Today when I saw myself in the mirror, he was nowhere. All I could see was myself and my wrinkling skin, greying hair and a face that was full of regrets.
That day I cut my friendship with my oldest and my so called Best Friend.
My Best Friend... "EGO"... He came, He saw, he conquered, he left...
He deserted me at that moment. But yet, there was a sense of total freedom...
Life they say, teaches you as you grow older. It took its time with me...
Even today, I can see him lurking around silently wishing i would call him back...
At all such times, I pick up the phone and call Shyam... precisely what I am going to do now... ciao..
-Shraviii
**This is a real life story. All of us live it. Even I do. But I have started trying to break out of it**
**Lets all Live and Let Live**
