Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The Bestest Friend…

The Bestest Friend…

Nope, that’s not a grammar blunder.

And I am sure that there is Hel’0ve written material on this. So what is special that I am writing this again?

It is this word, the relation and the meaning, being so special…


I asked a centenarian

Is it fewer or long and tough?

He said he is tired of being awake

But of Love and Trust he can never have enough.


And from there is the epicenter of the whole universe.

And why I am writing this? Of all days now? Yesterday I was speaking to my friend. She is having a fight with her best friend for no fault of hers. I can’t bear to see her all tensed for that. So I was advising her not to worry and care so much, when apparently he gives a horses shit about her.

She listened to all I have to say and then tells me… “He may consider me whatever but I will always consider him my bestest friend and will always care about him”.


And touched was I so

In times when only reciprocation lives

I felt the crisp winter breeze

Blowing away the stagnant leaves.


And I asked myself; what does it take for one to be a bestest friend;

And I dint find anything I could talk on. It is something only to be felt. The Love and Trust.

We may have best friends of childhood. Or ones we have met just last week. Its only takes a frequency match to enjoy each others companionship.

I could term a best friend as one who would come running to my home in the middle of the night just because I gave him a missed call.

Or I could call a best friend as he with whom I am not in contact for ages but when I meet him its like we were always together.


We may fight

We may hold hands

We make our world a whole

We are best friends…


And it may not come from both sides. I may consider one as my best friend and he may not consider me same. Its same funda as Love. I may love one and she may not love me back. But should my feeling be based on her feelings? I wouldn’t say so. I love her because I feel it, irrespective of her feelings for me.

It is the same here…

I know of his goods and all his bads.

And still I accept him.

I know of his mood swings and his angers.

And still I forgive him.

I know of his sadness and his concerns.

And still I am happy with him.

I know his frustrations and I know his hate…

And still I love him.


That’s bestest friendship. That would be my bestest friend. And I would always side him and protect him. Cause after all he is my soul mate.



8 comments:

Janaki Sincro Mulay said...

Nice style Pramesh, prose poetry!

About Bestest Friendship, as in any other relationship , I feel it's a 2 way affair! For a while you may go on even if the other person does not care, and give that much time for your friend to recover from his mood swings but there's a limit to that too! If you stretch the thread of friendship too much, it may break!

Nice post- no matter how much is written about friendship before, it all falls short because it's not something you can tie into a few words!

PrameshSardessai said...

thanks jaks.. was just trying out the style. And this is the best topic for prose poetry..:)

muks said...

Poetry style in post really very nice. :) It gives different overall impact.

About Bestest friendship .I completely agree with you Pramesh. I consider friendship above all relationship because all other relationship u get by birth where nobody asks if u want or not. Friendship is something you choose, you develop, you fight, you learn, you adore and you nourish. I don’t think there is limit in friendship ,once u consider somebody your best friend who understands you more than your own self .Then there is no limit. Like your poem says “I know of his goods and all his bads. And still I accept him.”

I am really touched with your post. Especially last poem.

itsme said...

I really loved this part a lot...

And touched was I so

In times when only reciprocation lives

I felt the crisp winter breeze

Blowing away the stagnant leaves.

Good work Pramesh, keep it up :)

Raghu Bale said...

All hail the birth of a new genre and who better to lead up than The Bard of Vasco da Gama himself!!

PrameshSardessai said...

thanks muks, sam...

@ raghu: BARD of Vasco Da Gama.. man that makes me way older than I am.. but honored. Thanks.

Kiran said...

I was really impressed by the hybrid style. The poetry serves to accentuate the topic that you just described in prose.

And like Sam, I too simply loved the part about continuing to consider a person as the best friend in a time where only reciprocation lives.

Cheers.

Unknown said...

Nice style Pramesh... :) And whatever u have written is true...
Just to add...A bestest friend is really someone whom u can speak like for ages and still feel the conversation was short... :)
U can speak to this person abt anything n everything... and if he / she hurts u...u very well know that its not intended...Its always about understanding each other...