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Art of Friendship.

For me friends were just another set of people who lived elsewhere with different parents – whom I could talk to during class and play with  during breaks. They just are there when i see them and I dont care where when I dont. 

When i started caring, I found myself entangled in emotional webs any time i step               friendship        
into a new place. There were “friends”, “only mine” friends or
“mine too” friends.

“Friends” were all those who smothered you with compliments.

 “Only mine” friends were those to whom you talked too much and just for
that sin you expected the penance of them talking only to you.

and “mine too” version were those great looking,
exceptionally talented, college famous personalities
who happened to have a casual chat to which you’d cling on
for your life and say “guess what we spoke about the other day…yeah we r
tht close you know!!”

Im inviting trouble when I say Noor is my ‘best’ friend. She doesnt even know the existence of this space and other
close friends consistently visit here 🙂 So let me put it this way..If there is a way of friendship she was my ‘Noor’.

The streak of light that taught me what that bond was all about.

I never realized what friendship was until the day i saw tears in her eyes for a situation that I was going through. Before I could cry or complain about it..i saw her eyes moisten and wondered whatever in the world that would be for. I never realized the meaning of the bond till I found myself screaming & crying out of joy for a beautiful victory of hers. She made me realize that being friends just doesnt mean hanging out together but going out of your way to think for the other.

We had seperate ‘gangs’ I guess..she being the ‘sort of celebrity’ and me being a ‘nerd’. But she somehow would have thought and sorted out almost all the problems I have managed to create.  She, more than me knew I had talents in one arena and areas of improvement in another. And suddenly friendship for me never just stopped in having a blast together but being there for each other.

Yet we did have a blast together in our own way. We would drool over people we thought were handsome and play pranks on others who thought themselves great. Most of the teachers mistook us to be great listeners & attentive/obedient students when actually we would have escaped through the back door when we saw some lecturers come through the front.  No we wouldnt let that tarnish our image, we would walk upto our respective favourite professors and ask unnecessary doubts. If it’s her favourite, she’d ask the questions and I just need to tag along and vice versa. And yeah almost all the pranks that college life normally bless our lives with!

I guess Ive always tried to put up my best ‘me’ in front of others till then. Kind of wearing the best dress when you go out. With her, I have actually voiced out the worst ‘self-criticism’ that ever run across my brains. I never resented being a blabber mouth or a boring mute. It really dint seem to matter. Coz then there was one person in the wole wide world who accepted me with all the flaws I could ever imagine.

It has been 9 years now. We have seen each other grow, take different fields, stride different paths. Have seen different people cross our lives and been there for each other through thick and thin. And today things that I wouldnt dare to look into a mirror and talk out, I guess Id call her up and speak.

I had thought of writing an ode to her on the eve of her birthday. You all know that procrastination is just another word for a libran like me..by now. Nyways “better late than never” as someone (probably like me) put it. So let this be now when I miss those innoce days of friendship in the daily grind, this day when people step out as swiftly as they step in with more wounds than warmth. This age when friendship has no space or time.

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If I do have friends today or rather people who value my friendship, I guess I owe it to her. Coz she was a walking/talking book on the “Art of Friendship” for me

 For her I dedicate this line which has stayed with me long after I finished the book..with a seemingly equal passion with which the author must have written it…

For you, a thousand times over….

 

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January 12, 2009 - Posted by | Uncategorized

27 Comments »

  1. Well lucky you and lucky noor :)..Wish ur frendship grows n grows.Bday wishes from me too 🙂

    Comment by nautankey | January 12, 2009 | Reply

  2. B-E-A-youuu-tyfulll. Period. Loved it from start to end. A very heartening read. Birthday greetings to your friend! I am sure you more than just *made her day*.

    Friendship is beautiful; friendship, is divine.
    It grows a whole lot better with time; like ye olde wine.

    Peace.


    Howdy!

    Good to see your post again. Trust all is well.

    Peace. Tc.

    Comment by Kartz | January 12, 2009 | Reply

  3. jes loved it..superb ending….touched!!
    i believe its a blessing to have such friends…and u indeed are one them..stay blessed:-)

    Comment by sangeeta | January 12, 2009 | Reply

  4. umm .. lovely ode to the best friend ..aint friendship such a magical thing ??..cheers to the lovely bond u two share ..

    Comment by bhargavi | January 12, 2009 | Reply

  5. Stumbled on your blog Miss! Loved the way you put thoughts into words! BTW a very touching read:)

    Comment by Shayari | January 12, 2009 | Reply

  6. By ‘Noor’ you do not mean the 100 Rs. note, na?? Ok, bad joke, I know, I know. I better be hiding the next time we meet !

    Three cheers to your friendship. (Hip Hip Hurray)3 !

    and a happy bday to her from my end too.

    cant believe you did all those pranks! and especially after having seen you ! seriously??..u and pranks???

    Comment by vimal | January 12, 2009 | Reply

  7. Loved that story verbivore, I think you are blessed with a great friend and so is Noor, you are a unique blend of affection, loyalty, love, respect, trust and loads of fun which so well describes the true meaning of friendship between two individuals.

    Comment by Beagle | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  8. aawwwww.. tats really really chweet!!! 🙂

    Comment by av | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  9. Verbivore akka.. You are back with a bang.. Superb post on friendship.. 🙂 Bet me miles 😦 Doesn’t matter… Happy b’day 2 your frnd..

    Comment by Karthik | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  10. happy new Yr akka

    Comment by Karthik | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  11. That was so thoughtful!!! Like an irony in the course of life I did lose my friend who taught me this art 🙂 but yes we all have the much cliched ‘what ever happens, happens for a reason, to cling on to

    Comment by Sangeetha | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  12. This is an awfully sweet post…

    I guess we all have that one special fren infront of whom we are our real self 🙂

    Comment by Smita | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  13. @ Nautankey – thanks! but not going to convey ur wishes..;p akka ..pa akka..athum married vere..thevaya??

    @Kartz- thnx a lot..yea i wasnt online much..was too much of a hectic routine here..

    @ Sangeeta – i really wish ud start a blog and u knw i could read a bit of urs as well

    Comment by verbivorehere | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  14. @bhargavi – y is all calling u paatti ;P yeah friendship truly is a lovely magic tht can happen to u!

    @ Shayari – Im glad that u came..more so tht u liked! loved ur blog too

    @Vimmuuu – double M/triple U….njan vechittundu tto…kaanumbo..njan decent aavanathalle ;p

    Comment by verbivorehere | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  15. @ AV – thnx a lot 🙂

    @ Karthik – thnk u ..happy new year to you too ;P
    btw – “bet me miles” – whatz that??

    @ Sangeeta – dont worry sweety..more imp persons have stepped in right?? ;P so be happy!

    @Smita – very true..:) thnks btw 😉

    Comment by verbivorehere | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  16. wow dats just so simply put n so soooo beautiful at that….
    cheers to ur friendhip n ur friend Noor!!

    Comment by state of mind | January 13, 2009 | Reply

  17. @ State of mind – thanks for dropping by..i tried clicking on ur link..but just dint work out 😦 will find ye out soon ;P

    Comment by verbivorehere | January 14, 2009 | Reply

  18. Happy type Birthday 🙂
    May your “noor” stays with you forever.

    Comment by tarun goel | January 14, 2009 | Reply

  19. I love that line 🙂 Kite runner isn’t it 🙂

    Comment by vishesh unni raghunathan | January 15, 2009 | Reply

  20. Thats soooooooooooooo wonderful…..somehow the first thing I felt reading this is ” delicate and elegant” hope u get what i mean 🙂
    I do have friends like that, not one but 3…I am sooo lucky to have best friends like them! and guess what? we all mean the same to each other! isnt that something to cherish lifelong?

    Comment by Sahaja | January 15, 2009 | Reply

  21. And ya I love kite runner
    lucky her 🙂 to get sucha wonderful friend like u 😀

    Comment by Sahaja | January 15, 2009 | Reply

  22. You’re lucky to have a real friend. And she’s lucky to have you as well. How many people actually get an ode from a friend? Nice piece on your friendship. a lot of people here seem to think so, too. Keep up your great features writing!

    Comment by Johanna | January 16, 2009 | Reply

  23. @ Tarun – thanx for the wishes 🙂

    @ Vishesh – yep kite runner & yeah that line just left me captivated!

    @ Sahaja – truly friendship is like wine..elegant & gets sweeter with the years! & i consider myself lucky ;P rather than her ;P

    @Johanna – thanks :)..it isnt an ‘ode’ in the right sense..still yeah wantd to pen down smthng for her..

    Comment by verbivorehere | January 16, 2009 | Reply

  24. Wow. Beautiful! Amazng relationship!
    Loved every word of it!

    Comment by scorpria | January 16, 2009 | Reply

  25. @scorpria – thanks madam ;P

    Comment by verbivorehere | January 19, 2009 | Reply

  26. Its really nice to have friends like that… Who just lives like how a friend has to be… Lucky you and her… 🙂 keep up your friendship.

    Comment by Kanagu | January 21, 2009 | Reply

  27. 🙂 thanks kanagu…

    Comment by verbivorehere | January 24, 2009 | Reply


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