Pinky Swear

Change is never easy, yet change is the only constant.

Let every other minutest thing change in me, about me, around me;

I’ll stay the same for you.

 

 

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Confessions

I can take the silence. I can accept the indifference. I can find reasons to smile in our long-lost escapades. I can be good on my own. I could make up false tales in my mind to not like you so much. I can take it all in humour. I could make an effort to be happy. And I could make myself believe, it was short, thus trifle. I can pretend to move past this and simultaneously list numerous reasons why it would do me good. I could truncate you under a grievous mistake or folly on my part. Belittle the very essence of our story. In distant future, may be, may be I could even delude myself to have forgotten you. But, after all of this done on my behalf, if one day you see me and tell me you love me, it would effusively break me apart. It would be the end of all my strength. I would live and die together in that moment. I fail to explain it better.

The good, bad, uncalled-for experiences

I fell while riding my scooter. Taking along my friend down, who sat behind me. This happened about four days ago. Yes, nothing serious. All bodily organs in place, working, with little bruises here and there. I normally would have made a big deal out of this incident. I am innately little dramatic about injuries. The blood clot on my left arm is actually making me want to chop off the whole arm altogether. So yeah, little dramatic. But this time around, it was my fault. Plus the added guilt of having made my friend trip. I stayed low-key. Bandaged up. Wore full sleeve shirts to office. No sympathy gaining.

The real surprise came today. We decided to go out for coffee. Yeah, the same friend and I. I was pretty sure she will prefer auto ride after “what had happened”. I mean she was still limping (i know! :/ ) And I was 10% unsure myself about my once-proven-faulty driving skills. But the gall, the balls, the whatever it took for her to say she will sit behind me again!!! I trust you, she said. In my head I went…whattttt?!! People amaze you sometimes. With their big foolish hearts. Days like this, when you won’t be sure about yourself and a few out there are still ready to take a chance on you. Makes you smile, isn’t it.

So we went, had coffee, chilled, returned home safely. End of story. :).

My Chums ✨

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Friendship day is around the corner and I am a sucker for these “Not really-an-occasion still celebrating it” days! So, I would take this day as an opportunity/excuse to tell you guys about my pals. Now why would that interest you? because, I am sure you have friends too and in the process, we can mutually relate and rant!

Friends come in all sizes and shapes, you got to treasure them and at times bear with them as well. I have got a weird set and will use their nicknames here, because who lashes out on their friends publically? 😀
Anyway, here goes:
There is Satan; satan because he is devil’s spawn. The type of friend whose mention keeps recurring in your blog. Because you adore them darn so much! The one you tag as BFF. You happen to mention them so many times that it actually gets irritating for others. The one you have solid trust on. Whose phone number you don’t have to look up in your contact card. And the one who catches your every nerve..whether you are angry, jolly or sad!

Then I have Deba, the eccentric kinds. You never know what new idea he will come up with next. Let’s study together! Let’s play a song together! Let’s go to foreign land. This one falls under MAD category. Will mock you on every chance they get but will also go out of their way to help you out. The type of friend you are at your comfortable best with. You don’t struggle on deciding what to wear when you are meeting them, which is pretty cool. 🙂 .

Su, she is the sensible one. If you are diving off an edge of a cliff, she will be the one to shout out if your safety belt is fastened or not. Yeah, the caring kinds. The ones who pamper you to an extent that when you meet new people you feel like a kid on first day of his kindergarten. You barely have a fight with them. Even your parents love them. The type of friend you can have late night conversations with, about practically nothing or something!

Fu, my nemesis, the friend I have a love hate relation with. There will be days, when I strictly do not feel like talking to her and then come days when she becomes my dire need. She is amongst those friends who get on your nerves, who will always smart mouth you; the one you always end up arguing with; at days you feel like killing them(at least I feel so!) but you won’t let them go because conclusively you love them.

Robot, okay this one is a tricky friend I possess. Doesn’t hang out with my usual friends, won’t have regular conversations like friends do; quite a recluse, yet we stay befriended(if that is grammatically correct). He is the kind of friend, you have had complications with (aka history) and some grounds are really shaky. But then I care. He cares. It is somewhat like can’t do with them, can’t do without them!

Chunks, my best shopping partner. Before purchasing anything I keep mine as well as her choice in mind. :D. The friend you enjoy girly time with, the friend you kind of love to flaunt.

DN, we guys don’t call each other up for months. Are unaware on our whereabouts but there are some friends who have been there since forever. He falls under that category.

Viveks, Gro, Vish, Shwets, part of the circle. We hang. We crack jokes. We share updates of other members in the circle. We meet seldom, but when we do, it’s party all night! Yeah, party all night!

Ty and 100gm: my long distance school time buddies. Have to be mentioned. Ty is my solace when world is spinning around. And 100gm and I have such fun school memories! Friends you catch up in long times and who take you back to your roots.

That is all I guess..!
Do tell me, what crazy bunch you have to deal with?!

F.R.I.E.N.D.

What I found today:
A fight with your boyfriend/partner might suck but fight with a friend sucks worst!
You want to fix it ASAP. They are the last person you want to quarrel with. Who will you vent out your feelings to? Whom to call at your desperate hours? Whom to be abusive and at your dislikeable best with? They might not be miraculously present in the air you breathe..they might not be your soul mates…they don’t make your heart beats flutter..you won’t see them as often as you see all other random guys..but they are more like your bread and butter….as much necessary as the shelter, food and money. You are an island…you are strong..you have it under control..you are sparkling, relentless and several other good things..only because deep down you know they have your back. Always have, always will.
So don’t fight with your best friends..hug’em and fix it!
#night time epiphany after screwing a conversation.