Reality

This world is really so small, and so is our lifetime. You never know what will happen when.

Imagine this (supposition): it was just last week I spoke to her, my best friend. Had a fight and didn’t speak. Today I get the news she’s that she’s no more. I feel shocked and numb. The fight seems unbelievably small. The only thought that would have been in my mind was if only I would have spoken to her and made it all right. If only I could talk to her one more time. In the end, all that matters is your relationship, not the fight.

It took me long to realize this. All that matters is, I finally did. :)

Whatever happens, only thing that hits back later is memories. And surprisingly only the good ones do. The times we laughed, we made fun of each other, we pulled each other’s leg, the overnight stay, the time we called up late night and spoke for hours, saying out loud, "I love you and miss u" if we missed each other... Even in these times, memories haunt back and make us smile.

It really makes me wonder now, does it really matter? Nothing lasts yes. The fights, the blah blah, or any damned relationship. What lasts is only friendship. So does it really matter?

What’s best is, put aside the ego in time (sometimes it does take very long time :)) and smile. Talk again as if nothing ever happened. All that matters is we are best friends. Love stays. To hell with everything else and make some more memories. Else only memories remain...

What’s the best out of the two?


Ps: It really happened with a friend of mine, which was another slap back to reality. Made me enjoy and value whatever I have around me more. People come and go, but once gone, they never come back.