Life is a beautiful
journey; we meet countless number of people. We remember some of them for life,
some are just a blink and many are unwanted ones, forcefully peep into our memory.
I had a friend in primary
school. She was staying in her mama’s house as there was no good school in her
village. We were best friends; she used to tell me how she was missing her
parents, how her cousins were treating etc… During the leisure period everybody
used to play, it’s only me and my friend used to sit under trees in the
playground; that is where we used to observe clouds, discuss our little-own
botherations. She was the only friend who continued my friendship in primary
school. Other kids did not have good
impression on me, they all disliked me, because I used to act bossy, stubborn
and short tempered. To everyone’s surprise we were best friends despite all
opposite nature. Whenever I had fight with others, promptly I used to report
her, unlike me she used to analyze the incident and if I was wrong she never
hesitated to point it out. She corrected me number of times.
Unfortunately she could
not continue her education after 9th standard. She had to go back to
her village as she had major health issues. In those days we didn’t have
telephone connections at home; her village was far away from mine. All these
didn’t deter us, we kept in touch through letters till 12th
standard. During the study holidays I got to know that she had come to her mama’s
house. Her mama’s house is approximately 2km from my home. I was super excited
to meet her and bring her home for a few days to stay with me. I was meeting
her after almost 3 years. So there were loads of stories to tell her which I
could not write in letters. Finally, all the way I walked to her mama’s house
along with my cousin. I met her, I started my conversation “you are coming to
my home and staying with me for 2 days”. She said “no, I can’t come now”. It
was an unexpected answer, I was very confident that she would come with me. All
my excitement dashed suddenly. I didn’t continue my conversation
with her, within 5 minutes I left that place. My ego was hurt I think. I was
sad, told mom the whole incident and cried too. Afterwards
she wrote many letters, but again I didn’t agree with her. I felt cheated, because in the previous letter she had agreed to stay
with me for couple of days. Later she gave up, stopped writing to me. Then one-day I
heard from somebody that she got married. I didn’t get invitation, I had moved
on in my life - new college, new town, new friends…….
Now after 13 years, I can understand her situation. She had come to her relatives place and how could she come my home? Also, she was grown up, matured, elders in her home might not agreed to send her to anyone’s place. First of all she was a shy girl, more than that she was in her teens then. That is the time when girls go through physical, mental and emotional changes. Anyway I was a tomboy, insensible to those little girly natures. So I could not understand her then. Again because of my short- tempered nature, one beautiful relationship withered.
I still remember her, talk
about her with my husband and with my mother. I don’t know how she looks now,
whenever I remember, her tiny, lean physic comes before me. Dear friend you were
in mind and heart for ever - then, now and in future too. You are one priceless
person I have met in my journey. Hopefully
I will bring life to our friendship again. Love You
