Just watched rerun of couple of FRIENDS episodes after long time. Mukta and I love them. Once a while we liked to watch couple of random episodes of these series before sleep. And we felt nice.
Friends are an integral part of our lives. We cannot stay without them. I was very attached to my friends from childhood. My parents always said that they knew all my friends whereas my brothers never introduced their friends at home. Yes my friends were always a part of my extended family.
Over years I realized that when my friends got into relationships they would kind of drift apart from the group. Others then would get jealous and ‘lonely’ of being single and take drastic steps. Once when I mentioned this to my one friend he said, ‘Pramesh, all go through this. When you have a girlfriend or a wife she wouldn’t like you hanging with your friends all the time. And neither will you like her to be with her friends often’.
And I dreaded this.
One of the main qualities of Mukta I loved from beginning is how much she liked to be with friends and how close they were for her. When I visited her parents in Pune the first time, her grandmom commented, “Mukta’s friends often visit us, her brothers’ we never meet”.
I was glad.
From our friendship to our marriage and beyond we have encountered many friends between us. From the time her friends tried to prevent us getting together for her good to the times when we discuss intimate things, friends have been now a part of our family here.
When I was in Bangalore and she was alone in Hyderabad, those were testing times. There were friends who held us together, gave us strength to go on. When we had almost broken up, there were friends who prayed for us and promised their Gods visits and offerings. When things were looking bleak for us there were our friends who gave us hope. And when we got together there were friends who shed tears of happiness with us. How can we forget the help each of our friends at our wedding? Oh yea with different cultures and ways it wouldn’t possibly be so smooth without our friends. And how can we forget the happiness our friends shared for our first day of the married life and continue to do so.
How can I forget when my friends took care of me when I was in Hyderabad. I cried when I got my first salary and he consoled me.
How can I forget my friends taking care of me in Bangalore. Cooking soups and stew for me when I was not well.
How can I forget the 10-12 people +small 2bhk apartment + big kettle of tea + one old movie at 2 in the night.
How can I forget 3 friends + 3 different places in world + a conference call.
How can I forget my weaknesses and my strengths.
In my life I have had sparks and even fought with some friends. But when I think back I realize it was always my benefit he/she spoke for. How can I forget my friends in college shouting at me to gather and go ahead with my studies when I was ready to quit. How can I forget my friends gathering in groups to give me advice? Most of the times they were right, sometimes they were wrong. But they always thought good of me. And I must say I was privileged to have true friends.
Even today both, Mukta and me have a special relation with our friends. We can’t be more than couple of days without meeting them. We get onto each other’s nerves. We fight and we irritate each other. We not just like having friends around us, we need them. There might be good or bad things going on in our lives, discussing with our friends makes it so very small and so much easier to cope with. Being together makes all the pains go away. Sometimes we fight, other times we make up and enjoy, and I realize it all a part of being together.
As we get deeper in our own lives I am sure there might be more and more distances and time between us. But we both know one thing for certain, whenever we want to share sadness or happiness there will always be a friend there.
Don’t know what made me write this at this time in the night, just out from a sickness. Maybe it was the dream I had last night about a good friend gone separate or maybe Mukta feeling low and missing one of her friends whom she hardly speaks to these days or maybe just watching the series after a long time. Would like to end on the jingle from the series though;
Friends are an integral part of our lives. We cannot stay without them. I was very attached to my friends from childhood. My parents always said that they knew all my friends whereas my brothers never introduced their friends at home. Yes my friends were always a part of my extended family.
Over years I realized that when my friends got into relationships they would kind of drift apart from the group. Others then would get jealous and ‘lonely’ of being single and take drastic steps. Once when I mentioned this to my one friend he said, ‘Pramesh, all go through this. When you have a girlfriend or a wife she wouldn’t like you hanging with your friends all the time. And neither will you like her to be with her friends often’.
And I dreaded this.
One of the main qualities of Mukta I loved from beginning is how much she liked to be with friends and how close they were for her. When I visited her parents in Pune the first time, her grandmom commented, “Mukta’s friends often visit us, her brothers’ we never meet”.
I was glad.
From our friendship to our marriage and beyond we have encountered many friends between us. From the time her friends tried to prevent us getting together for her good to the times when we discuss intimate things, friends have been now a part of our family here.
When I was in Bangalore and she was alone in Hyderabad, those were testing times. There were friends who held us together, gave us strength to go on. When we had almost broken up, there were friends who prayed for us and promised their Gods visits and offerings. When things were looking bleak for us there were our friends who gave us hope. And when we got together there were friends who shed tears of happiness with us. How can we forget the help each of our friends at our wedding? Oh yea with different cultures and ways it wouldn’t possibly be so smooth without our friends. And how can we forget the happiness our friends shared for our first day of the married life and continue to do so.
How can I forget when my friends took care of me when I was in Hyderabad. I cried when I got my first salary and he consoled me.
How can I forget my friends taking care of me in Bangalore. Cooking soups and stew for me when I was not well.
How can I forget the 10-12 people +small 2bhk apartment + big kettle of tea + one old movie at 2 in the night.
How can I forget 3 friends + 3 different places in world + a conference call.
How can I forget my weaknesses and my strengths.
In my life I have had sparks and even fought with some friends. But when I think back I realize it was always my benefit he/she spoke for. How can I forget my friends in college shouting at me to gather and go ahead with my studies when I was ready to quit. How can I forget my friends gathering in groups to give me advice? Most of the times they were right, sometimes they were wrong. But they always thought good of me. And I must say I was privileged to have true friends.
Even today both, Mukta and me have a special relation with our friends. We can’t be more than couple of days without meeting them. We get onto each other’s nerves. We fight and we irritate each other. We not just like having friends around us, we need them. There might be good or bad things going on in our lives, discussing with our friends makes it so very small and so much easier to cope with. Being together makes all the pains go away. Sometimes we fight, other times we make up and enjoy, and I realize it all a part of being together.
As we get deeper in our own lives I am sure there might be more and more distances and time between us. But we both know one thing for certain, whenever we want to share sadness or happiness there will always be a friend there.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.
But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.
1 comment:
Hey ..reading your blog tears starting falling from my eyes...i don't know if i feel sad for friends who are not with me now...or I feel lucky for the friends who are currently integral part of my family ....It's truly touching blog ..I am so lucky to have life partner like you who also values friends like I do :) :) ....I dont know what to say more ..
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