“Is she your friend?”, they asked and I answered, “Yes.” “Is she the best?” they asked and I laughed and said, “Best! All my friends are good. I don’t have bests. Its rather silly, don’t you think?” That was five and twenty years ago.
Over the years, I’ve had really good friends and I have been fortunate to make new friends and for this I’m extremely grateful.
But through all these years, there’s one friend who stuck through, with whom I could say I was busy and hang up without feeling the need to explain or talk and talk and be heard with enthusiasm. A friend who made me laugh, who listened, who cared and supported and was critical in a way that didn’t hurt. A friend who took pride in every achievement of mine and cried when I failed. A friend who blurred the lines between family and friendship.
Having a best friend doesn’t mean that other friends are any less important. Its just having that one person who you know will always have time for you, who you can call at the middle of the night and with whom you don’t have to think twice before speaking. A friend who you know will go the extra mile for you and not expect anything in return but friendship.
If you have such a friend, thank God for them. For in a world, where people come and go, where relationships are based on benefits and so much is fake, a true friend is that breath of fresh air who can save you from being stifled to depression.
To all those who have a good friend, Congratulations!
To those who don’t, don’t fret. Remember to have a good friend, you need to be a good friend too. And that requires honesty, space, understanding, trust and commitment. Its not too late. You can be the one to extend a hand of friendship and build a friendship for its the best investment that you could make.
Though it’s not Friendship day today, if reading this poem has brought back memories of a friend with whom you have no fears of being judged or doubted or scaled, pick up the phone and call that friend today. I just did.
Dear Best Friend,
We were as ‘different’ as ‘different’ could be,
Something that all the world in us could see,
And yet when you were around, I was at ease,
And my worries, my troubles began to cease…
I had ‘posh’ friends and ‘class’ friends,
The ones with whom I followed the trends,
‘Neighbor’ friends and ‘office’ friends,
With whom I partied and ran the errands,
And then there was you- simple and kind,
With whom I could lay back and unwind…
Five and twenty years ago,
A journey began that over the years did grow,
Our dreams and fears we uninhibited shared,
Our deepest secrets and darkest truths we courageously bared,
We laughed, we cried,
Promised to be friends until we died…
Neither time nor distance did break apart,
This bond, fostered by the heart…
The seed of friendship that we’ve sown,
Over years of tender care, fruit has borne,
Its roots deep, lies unshaken, ‘midst tempests and storms,
Breaking man-made conventions and rigid social norms…
No frills, no masks, no fear of losing a friend so dear,
No judgement, no censure, no need to be near,
Doesn’t matter if ‘morrow I’m someone, anyone or no one,
I know I have you; you’ll always be the one-
Who’ll be there for me, with whom I can be me,
Just like best friends are meant to be.
And I want you to know,
I’ll be there for you, no matter where I go…
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