all things said here may not appear like a blog but as a personal diary,nevertheless it'l be interestng to read i bet coz itz straight from heart n very honest.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
friendship...
well that's a word which has been the nearest n dearest to me, for me i never found how was it different from love (set apart the sexual content) .in the initial years i had a very small circle,not of friends, but of the family,i nevr knew that anything else had a meaning too.i had a friend in 4-6th standard who used to show me feelings as if it's some infatuation or what,i never understood at that time,rather many people still dont that why some friends are ready to do anything (after all they r jus friends).gradually he made new friends as i was not interested at all (no at all in anyone) n at that time it din' even hurt me anyways.this was the phase of life i was doin' good in academics,a sudden change in me (some ridiculously attributte it to a severe head injury i suffered around my 5th standard) was coming,for me academics was everything now ,my school never promoted me fr sports (or may b i was alarmingly lazy when it came to sports),so i developed such a skill that even today i can't even catch a football,my so called friends took advantage, i was the one paying for the useless match bets n they were the ones playing, i always thought (n even now) that evrybody has good intentions,like i had my share of profit when they won(they seldom did),but ya all that was a fun time,even this was a time i was building the space for the biggest infatuation in my life, they promoted, competed, n ridiculed me for that.then i left the school n was shifted to some other branch close to my home n only one of my friend accompanied( i din take notice if others did).then 9th satndard was the time for few new frnds but none special.10th was the time i made new frnds n started givin value to them ( a little though), i took all for granted.academics was still my preference.
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