Better Friend

The season of summer vacations in schools and colleges, humid and tiring afternoon, dark hot nights, early mornings....and the hardcore season of hard work has arrived. These passing by days reminds me of our old past gone by times.
I was small and so were you.
You were from a different school and so was I.
I was immature unlike you.
You were shy and so was I.
We walked down the same lane twice and thrice....yet again...
Killing time with your jokes and my laughter.
Even shy to take back my pen from you....in the fear that I might touch your finger.
Smile at each other without any reason
and our friends teasing us.
Clarifying your maths problems with the teacher cause you were too shy to even show them to her and tell her that you didn't understand.
Going out late from my home so that I reach my class late cause you were stuck in a traffic jam.
Not going to the classes, making excuses of stomach ache and headache cause I knew that you were not coming.
Attending classes even in high fever cause you were there and I had a chance to see you.
Saving and safely keeping even the chocolate wrapper of the chocolate that you gave me.
Getting drenched in the heavy rain or just getting "halka sa" wet in the drizzle....whatever it was, it had its own fun with you.
Making excuses of exchanging notes just the day before the final exam ....just for the sake of saying 'all the best' to each other.
Your mother catching you of dropping me home and you making different weird impractical excuses and then after reaching home get scolding.
I felt so bad.
As days past our friendship grew and then one day one small stupidity of mine ruined it all made things complicated.
I moved away....You pulled me back and when I came back you went miles apart.


Today again circumstances has brought us together.....the flavour of our old friendship feels again.Again another story is being recreated. Another mystery getting unfolded. Another history is being created for the newcomers of this world to learn.Another magic is being created.All over again.......Reborn.

Yet all the uncertainties in life remain. I got the old better friend but the dilemma of my career still remains. The confusion and stress of the other side of my life still remains.
Sometimes it feels as if I am losing myself in the lines of accounts....in the formulas of maths...in the graphs of economics.
These were not suppose to be my subjects.......I wanted to see the world through the lens, the big screen, the stage, the performer, but it seems as if I have just become a spectator of my own life, staying low, watching them perform.

I cant let that happen.

I have to stand up.

I have to hold the stick.

I believe someday I will be able to acquire what I had planned for myself.
I will stop criticising the play of my life and act on it rather.
Someday time will come.


At least one thing I know and I am fixed on is that I wanna walk the sands of time........being a better friend to you with every depreciating day.......