I have a past too
Niveditha | People | 30 May 2008, 1:46am
This story might be a wee bit funny to readers because it is quite filmy. This was in year 1987 – 88 when I first met who I have had changing relationship with. Classmate, Fellow Detective (although I don’t blame Enid Blyton), friend (maybe), family (somewhat), stranger (when she implements those mind blowing ideas), pen pal (when we keep in touch once in a blue moon), philosopher (none at all perhaps but I cant say for sure), guide (not really because both of us quite know our directions, or so we think every time) and the best part is yet to come. Perhaps when we both grow old after living our entire lives we will have enough about life to exchange notes. I say this because we are always doing entirely different things, living the opposite lifestyles, have amazingly opposite philosophies, and approach and for heavens sake I don’t know how we still get along with each other despite such poles apart natures.
We are always at cross roads and perhaps are the bet people to give each other a horrible feedback and yet get away with it. Her life is her own and my life is my own BUT when we meet – our life is unknown (to the world).
I don’t think there is a name to this and yet it exists. That is what is so beautiful about some people, relationships and life.
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Well said. Also, probablyt unrelated to your post, but only a lonely person knows the value of friends.