I read somewhere that "if someone made you happy in the past, don't regret it".
It's a simple line, easy to follow.
It also made me sit back and think.
About all the things and people who have made me happy once but now we are just mere chapters from the pages of our lives.
I will not argue or ponder about things like what went wrong, was it me or was it them... was it a word... a gesture.... egos... or why it happened...
I guess everything has a shelf life.. be it moments... good times... fun... fondness...
Like an elastic band. You stretch and it comes back to you. And if you stretch more it snaps.And then you wonder why did you stretch it so much in the first place.
As the year changed from 2012 to 2013, I did a roundup of things that happened during the year that just went by.
Of all the good things and bad, the fact which stood out like devil horns was; I realized I lost three good friends.
All these three were really special... an integral part of my life... being there when I needed them the most. The ones who'd manage to make me see the sun in the midst of grey thunderous clouds. Gave me a reason to smile even when I knew I was like an insect entangled in a web not knowing how to escape. Who saw my soul beyond the colour of my skin, my nose, my height, my eyes and stuck by me no matter how silly and insane I'd be.
They said they loved me for my insanity.
But now I wonder, did the same insanity drove them away from me? I don't think so.
But now I wonder, did the same insanity drove them away from me? I don't think so.
With them I could be me, be foul mouthed too. Sometimes its good to be abusive. Too much of morality like everything else might prove fatal!
Do I miss them? Oh yes I definitely do!
But then again, I read somewhere and I firmly believe everything happens for a reason.Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there.You never know who these people may be, but when you lock eyes with them, you know that at that very moment they will affect your life in some profound way.
So that I no longer see or hear from them, maybe it was meant to be that way.
