To You, My Friend

The first time I was poignant while writing, as much as my memory serves me, was when I wrote a letter to my childhood friend that left the country; the second time...is while I write this. Want to know why? Then let's go through the next few paragraphs together!

There's at least one person that goes by the title of our friend, be it mutual or not, be it admitted or not, we're either someone's friend or they, ours. I've been privileged to live for some two decades, and in these years of living I have realised that friendships have now become associations rather than a mutual affection. I might sound a bit too traditional or like some would say, not 21st century-minded, but the fact that this relationship which is the realest in this small world is getting reduced to all sorts of mediocrity is despicable.

This post is far from being a preacher, but I just think it necessary to let you be aware that there are still people in an organic friendship, and not the Instagram-glorified besties.

That being said, I bawl terribly at the most basic situations- it could be me passing by a store where the chorus of the titular song of Kuch Kuch Hota Hai is being played (even after watching the movie like a hundred times with my tears not spared each time🙈), or could be hearing a Professor wish the whole class luck for the exams, or at scenes that hardly pull at others' heartstrings in a movie- I just never disappoint myself at putting those tear glands to good use😭.

Accurate description of me while watching a movie

Apart from thinking about my mom and weeping a drum of tears on those days in the year, my friends get the best of my emotions also. You might want to ask the reason, truth is I also do not have idea...but thinking about someone who loves me despite my extreme weirdness (as people have loved to term my uniqueness) just lets down the salty liquid.

The bearing of this post is not very defined, I just wish to explore friendship and friends and my friends because these guys are so deserving of it!, it's been six months into 2018 and they're still putting up with me...(I do not deserve y'all *sniffing back my tears*).

You're the real MVPs!

We all know that one friend who despite sharing moments, supporting each other, going through life together, are still secondary. It's sadly true. You try to give as much love as you receive from this person, but there exists a "hurdle" called bestie that overrides your full affection toward this person. Sadder is even when this person refers to you as their own BFF, albeit one-sided. Pity is not what I'm trying to garner for these friends, but more love be showed to them- never make them feel like an option, it hurts when they get back to the privacy of their room. Moreover, you shouldn't reprimand yourself for realizing this, it's the nature of this blood-pumping muscle to not love equally. Wanna recognize this person among your circle if you're too clueless to even notice who it is? They are the ones who encourage everything you do!
I watched a movie few years ago, and a line from it struck with me and I've kept that with me since then.

"To expect a single relationship to take on the burden of several needs is a bit unfair".

In this case, our bestie or BFF as rightly suggested, which in majority of cases, is one person does not have to encompass all kinds of special relationship we desire. You can have a special musical relationship with someone, have a special gossip relationship with someone, have a special intellectual relationship with another.
The point is, recognize who connects with you in different spheres and appreciate them for being in that space.

Now to this friend who does not even fit the modern or traditional definition of a friend- they are the utter best at holding everything back- thoughts, feels, actions, just mention it (but not help😎). I think it is safe to say that these set of friends are not the best express for fervour. They are not robots either because they think about those situations that was drought of their fieriness and pinch themselves for it. Why am I this person???😱
At this point, I think I got a run, this has become an apologetic exposition to my friends and to the friends of whoever is reading this that are equally like me- we actually do care, contrary to that little voice telling you that this person is extremely guarded up.

To you my friend, I did not throw my weight on you after the long holiday, but my insides are squealing in excitement.
To you my friend, I do want to write messages filled with emojis, but I'm too lazy to click that icon to search for what my face looked like at the moment.
To you my friend, I did not say anything at the heat of the time, but that pervert now sees me and runs.
To you my friend, my silence speaks the most words, listen to it.
To you my friend, the sincerity when I compliment you one time in a year, is unrivaled.
To you my friend, I don't like to see you fume at my robotic attitude, understand me more than you used to.
To you my friend, I like to be that energetic fellow but unfortunately my ATP is not doing justice.
To you my friend, I hate to lose you to a stranger (oh..your partner I mean😠).
To you my friend, I do get a tiny bit of jealousy when you're around non-mutual friends, but I'm not insecure about our own relationship.
To you my friend, we might be warring but my heart does yearn, memories replay in my head, and I more than anything, hurt from your absence.
To you my friend, I don't say it often...but I love you💌

Dear my friend, let's be friends in the next life, and maybe...switch roles.

I shall conclude with the song that incited this post.

Tumhaare liye, meri dost

ALL RIGHTS OF THE SONG BELONG TO THE OWNER.





And after about a month The Shy Medic is back! Thank you for keeping watch for this space. I shall repay this by improving on my stories and keeping them as relatable as possible. xoxo!