FAITH­FUL OF FRIENDS AND FUL­FILL­ING FRIEND­SHIPS

Woman's Era - - Contents - Ritu Kamra Ku­mar

Some of my post-grad­u­ate stu­dents posted a meme about col­lege life on so­cial me­dia. “We fret­ted the first day here and are equally up­set on the last day. Though we al­ways wanted a life af­ter col­lege yet we are now sad that it is end­ing and we friends are tak­ing dif­fer­ent roads.” It re­flects many of our feel­ings. This bliss­ful bond of to­geth­er­ness plunged me into a pool of thought. I asked my­self, ‘What is my friend­ship worth?’ Sud­denly, I had a glimpse of three of us – me, Su­nita and Su­mita – sit­ting in the col­lege staff-room, a gig­gle here, a guf­faw there in hyp­notic rhythm, and al­most a tum­ble later. Three of us ‘awestruck’ writ­ten on our faces, mouths hang­ing open to eyes bugged out to ‘oh’!

Life with friends is never for a dull mo­ment. They find in­no­va­tive ways to draw out of the mun­dane spells of ut­ter mad­ness – be it laugh­ing at over-dressed kitty party ladies or dread­fully done cake faces. With each pass­ing day, we cross new thresh­olds to dive head­long into new spheres hit her to un­ex­plored nudg­ing one an­other to fall prey to crazy stom­ach hurt­ing laugh­ters. The best part is friends know how to han­dle you suit­ably with­out push­ing wrong but­tons. How­ever grim the sit­u­a­tion, they are like Snoopy’s com­fort blan­ket, giv­ing you in­stant com­fort.

With my flam­boy­ant friends I have in­dulged in plenty of fun. Amer­i­can toasts at the cafe, rides to ex­cur­sions, movies fol­lowed by din­ner, win­dow shop­ping, the sar­to­rial el­e­gance, quiet com­pan­ion­ship, truly par­tak­ing a les­son for life singing glee­fully with Shake­speare, “Words are easy, like the wind; faith­ful friends hard to find”. With friends or­di­nary be­comes ex­tra­or­di­nary as we dis­cover deep within our­selves, soul qual­i­ties of peace, pi­ety, poise and pro­pi­tious­ness, an un­der­ly­ing love that does not change un­der any cir­cum­stances. No longer re­quired to play so­ci­etal roles, you are at ease.

Never ask, “Who is my real friend?” Ask, “Am I a real friend to some­body?” When friend­ship is nur­tured with the nec­tar of loy­alty, laugh­ter and live­li­ness, one flies on wings of birdie bonds and fer­vent feath­ers. Jane Aus­ton’s words echo in my mind, “There is noth­ing I wouldn’t do for those who are re­ally my friends. I have no no­tion of lov­ing peo­ple by halves; it is not my na­ture.” This kind of friend­ship holds promises of deep ful­fil­ment.

Older com­mu­ni­ties had in­ter­est­ing vari­a­tions of the word “friend”. Old English had “feon­sped” (an abun­dance of friends), “freondleast” (want of friends) and “fre­on­spedig” (rich in friends). There is no in­built mech­a­nism for it in bi­ol­ogy. It is non-bi­o­log­i­cal. Hence one rises in friend­ship, It has spir­i­tual di­men­sions. How­ever, to­day the con­cept of ‘Friend’ and ‘Un­friend’ is in vogue. But I do feel that I am lucky to have a group of friends whose pos­i­tive vibes and pas­sion­ate vi­sion make me revel in a sea of joy with waves of love over­lap­ping in tides and ebbs of my life. I be­lieve the grin on my face comes from the light­house of friend­ship which is an ir­re­place­able com­po­nent of a happy, healthy and har­mo­nious life. Hav­ing good friends, is won­der­ful bliss, and no other feel­ing can be more won­der­ful than this. Are you with your friends to­day? Or are you miss­ing some­one...?

LIFE WITH FRIENDS IS NEVER FOR A DULL MO­MENT. THEY FIND IN­NO­VA­TIVE WAYS TO DRAW OUT OF THE MUN­DANE SPELLS OF UT­TER MAD­NESS – BE IT LAUGH­ING AT OVERDRESSED KITTY PARTY LADIES OR DREAD­FULLY DONE CAKE FACES.

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