The best thing about a problem is that it comes with options. Option of facing it....option of running away....option of analysing it....option of ignoring it.....option of looking for more options...That is the reason why I've started loving them. Not because I am sorrounded by them but simply because I think I am the lucky one. Adversities also let you now of people you may call friends at times. And even of friends who were simple individuals. I acknowledge the fact that we may not be in the best of position to help someone out, each and every time, but frequency in my view, does matter. I have realised that a problem may be a simple one for you, to analyse it sitting in your office cabin or while watching TV in your living room. But for the one who is in direct confrontation with the devil...it is the biggest one.
EMPATHY...we all know it and we all ignore it. ..But then I think, why have so much of expectations...? But then why not ? Afterall we have invested so much. We have trusted those few people out of the thousands of individuals we might have met in our lives. We have shared our concerns and listened to theirs for those days, weeks, months and even years. We grabbed their shoulders and offered ours when cried. We went dutch while having a get together. We smiled when we met and shed tears when departed. We waited for hours for them to arrive so that we could go home together after college. We ignored their comments believing they were made in good humour. But we never did the same while listening to similar one for them by others. We sang together in harmony as if the rythm would never break. We spent hours and hours in the gift gallery looking for that special card that would appeal my friend...and then again looking for ;thinking ; drafting special quotes which would fill my friends heart with the greatest joy. We held their hand that gave us the life saving warmth. We sat in silence for hours and hours sometimes dead quiet and at others ...bursting out in clueless laughter. We studied together teaching each other the lessons of life. We wrote the best for each other in the scrapbooks which we still treasure(??). We were scolded for having too many friends and thought wondered what would happen if our parents knew about all of them.
Owing to all this and much much more the expectation that those friends should understand your problem is not unwanted or undue. I am thankful to those who have been there when I needed them and acknowledge their effort they made inspite of the busiest of schedule they went through.I have always and will always love my friends. So if any of my friends reads this can be free to share his/her concerns.
Miss/Love you all.
