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An ode to ex-friends

"Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody." 
This famous quote from the book, 'The perks of being a wallflower' dwells on the realistic idea of living a life. A happy life. 
Most part of the saying is correct but I guess you shall all agree that even though friends leave, they leave an impression on our hearts and lives.  We are influenced by each person we meet during our lifespan. We are a bit of every person that we come across. 

School, college, jobs, offices; we have friends everywhere. At an early age of 18 years, we are most affected by our peers. In ways that are good or bad. 
It is a common scenario in schools these days, to see girls and boys fighting over meagre issues like Facebook posts, calls, messages, etc. 



Take this example from pre-school days- 

Kid: Ma'am, she stole my crayons. She's a thief. 
Teacher: Maria, return her crayons right away. 

** 10 years later**

Student: Ma'am, she stole my boyfriend. She's a bitch. 
Teacher: (Blank) 


There isn't much of a difference between the two instances except for the issues over which we crib. 

We all have that one person who used to be our best friend at one point of time and later became a foe. Have you ever tried to understand what led to that kind of a sourness in your friendship? Was it that he did not call you? Or did she not tell you about the new dress she bought? Or did he not reply to your message? Or wait, did he get clicked with another girl? Or maybe, he didn't buy you an iPhone 5S? Whatever be the reason, we tend to find excuses to blame the other person. Someway or the other, it forms a vicious circle of friends leaving you and you leaving others. Either way, the loss is yours. 

Rahim says, do not snap the thread of love. Once  broken , it shall not fix. If it does, there would be a knot.
Once a friendship turns ugly, it can be fixed again but the knot becomes a hindrance that won't let it obtain the pure-original state. You can talk about it and grief over it but little can you do about it. Friendship is a rare bond found in abundance: such an irony. Believe me and go ahead, apologise or sort out with that friend who was once your best buddy and at least maintain good air if not restore that kind of relationship. You wouldn't want to die with guilt or what-if thoughts that hit you day after day and remind of the person you let go so easily. It's not much of an accepted fact that the person who is currently an angel won't take long to become a demon. Remember, you were or could be in the 'bad' friend's shoes, someday. So relish friendship while you still have friends. 

Mistakes-for lack of better word- are committed by all, but only a few choose to learn from them.
It's in your hands to turn bitter situations better. 
Because, Har ek friend zaruri hota hai! 
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