I have been traveling around, since I was very little, my dad had given us this immense opportunity to seek and find friends through out the world. I think we were just lucky, as the exposure to different places and people made us look life and people a bit more leniently. By lenient, I mean with more broad perspective. It made the picture into a colorful mosaic or kaleidoscope of thoughts and views. This brings us to the point of.. friends, or in a broader perspective of ..friendship. Usually the word "friend", was applied for all those people I know and interact with, obviously, the relatives discounted from it. Age and time changes the meaning of a word. My views of life and its relationships also changed. Now I can not, for all reasons, call everyone I know as "friends". There is when the word "acquaintance" comes into action. Being able to converse with a person to some degree does not make, or mark a person to be a friend, as then my count would be astronomical. Thanks, to the talkative genes from my daddy dear, I seem to be able to talk to most people, irrespective of age or other factors involved. With time although that seem to have got rusty. Even now, I do manage to find some common topic to discuss with most of the people I come in contact with. Does that make me a friend to all these people, I don't think so. In today's world of social networking, I am appalled at the astronomical figures of so called "friend list". Either ,the idea of me being a good talker is a lie or, I am not able to make friends with people I can not see. If I can not read their eyes I think I am not comfortable, most of the cases.
Every time I do get a friend request, I tend to go and look that person over and think, "what is the reason this person send me this request". I try to find a common link, a person or a community where he or she might have seen my profile. Most of the time I just can not accept them, but few and I mean really few of them, I do accept. Does that make me a bad friend, I do not think so. Well, then how do we define a good friend? Some person who is there no matter what happens to you, or is it some one who listens to you when you are talking all rubbish and senseless things in this world?
I for one, can not really define a good friend. As I have seen and experienced different levels in this particular sphere of relationship. I mentioned before and am restating it , I was and am lucky. I have been granted some wonderful people in my life, who have filled in all the gaps of my life in a form which is called "Friends". They have been a constant reminder of what I am, as I keep forgetting that quite often. They are my push and pull and they consist of a constant wave of support to keep me afloat. As we live here in a country far from our dear family, friends are the anchor and are the winds in our sail, whenever the time demands. It is their effort which can make a smooth sail even through the worst storm, and hold on to us when time wants us to drift into the land of no return.
Do all friends have to be known for long, absolutely not. I have know few people recently and have become well attached to them. Some just take time to grow, but ultimately it is what or where we want that friendship to stand. The purity and the truth in it, is the most important thing. To be able to transient the small egos and come clean of what your true feelings are, is what makes a bond even stronger. Yes, to have a good relationship, there must be some similarity in our principle or as we call it, wave length of our thought process. A common ground is a good place to start from; to dig up the foundation for the palace or mansion of friendship. Some relations in this "friendship" have so much of variety in them that they take colors and texture of different kind. As everyone is unique in their own way. Among them are people who have become something more and beyond. They have taken multiple roles for me. They are both my cheerleader and my worst critic. They would not shy away to tell me when I go wrong, and would not mind putting their foot down and pointing finger at the my misgiving. That is what I would consider a friend, as they would not like me to go astray, even when I am pig headed.
With all the moral support and all the finger pointing, I can proudly say, I am well guarded. I have found my angels and my arch angel in this life time. I can say it again and again, I AM LUCKY, and THANK YOU GOD. My family plays a pivotal role in my life, my parents, my husband and kids, but friends are the ones who keeps me going, in spite of all the pit falls. Their faith and support I think, I will make it through.
Every time I do get a friend request, I tend to go and look that person over and think, "what is the reason this person send me this request". I try to find a common link, a person or a community where he or she might have seen my profile. Most of the time I just can not accept them, but few and I mean really few of them, I do accept. Does that make me a bad friend, I do not think so. Well, then how do we define a good friend? Some person who is there no matter what happens to you, or is it some one who listens to you when you are talking all rubbish and senseless things in this world?
I for one, can not really define a good friend. As I have seen and experienced different levels in this particular sphere of relationship. I mentioned before and am restating it , I was and am lucky. I have been granted some wonderful people in my life, who have filled in all the gaps of my life in a form which is called "Friends". They have been a constant reminder of what I am, as I keep forgetting that quite often. They are my push and pull and they consist of a constant wave of support to keep me afloat. As we live here in a country far from our dear family, friends are the anchor and are the winds in our sail, whenever the time demands. It is their effort which can make a smooth sail even through the worst storm, and hold on to us when time wants us to drift into the land of no return.
Do all friends have to be known for long, absolutely not. I have know few people recently and have become well attached to them. Some just take time to grow, but ultimately it is what or where we want that friendship to stand. The purity and the truth in it, is the most important thing. To be able to transient the small egos and come clean of what your true feelings are, is what makes a bond even stronger. Yes, to have a good relationship, there must be some similarity in our principle or as we call it, wave length of our thought process. A common ground is a good place to start from; to dig up the foundation for the palace or mansion of friendship. Some relations in this "friendship" have so much of variety in them that they take colors and texture of different kind. As everyone is unique in their own way. Among them are people who have become something more and beyond. They have taken multiple roles for me. They are both my cheerleader and my worst critic. They would not shy away to tell me when I go wrong, and would not mind putting their foot down and pointing finger at the my misgiving. That is what I would consider a friend, as they would not like me to go astray, even when I am pig headed.
With all the moral support and all the finger pointing, I can proudly say, I am well guarded. I have found my angels and my arch angel in this life time. I can say it again and again, I AM LUCKY, and THANK YOU GOD. My family plays a pivotal role in my life, my parents, my husband and kids, but friends are the ones who keeps me going, in spite of all the pit falls. Their faith and support I think, I will make it through.
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