I remember gifting my best friend a friendship band. Even buying itsy bitsy friendship quotation books. Also going to parties on the Friendship Day Sunday. Sometimes even giving 'n' number of gifts as the date on which the august holiday fell. And Always waiting up till midnight and ushering in the event with a call to my best friend. All this till I was 18. Perhaps 20.
Then Friendship Day became a morning phone call and an evening coffee with all my besties. Slowly the phone call became an SMS and the customary coffee with a select few friends. Ultimately it was just a meeting with the best friend only.
Then everyone got married and had husbands and Valentines Day and babies and Mother's Day. So life got lost and so did Friendship Day. It became an all too kiddish affair. From the SMS and the coffee, it had now come down to an SMS at the end of the day. Sometimes an SMS/Call the next day to only the one BFF with sarcasm on how she had missed it yesterday.
That's what life becomes. We forget these small, special occasions and mark them as smart marketing activities by Archies, Hallmark and the like. But inside us somewhere, we want still to relive those teenage moments where friends were 'oh-so-very-important' and being the first to wish your best friend a happy friendship day was absolutely necessary.
Now my best friend is busy so are my other friends. So am I. We are all too caught up in our families and jobs and societies that we want to give importance to these occasions but try to act big by pretending they don't matter to us. Why did they matter 10 years back? Because we had all the time in the world. In fact, our friends were the world. Before husband and kids took precedence. Friends still are loved but last on the priority list of showing the emotion.
I am no better in calling or even saying 'hello' to my friends on the friendship day Sunday. Sometimes even making the excuse of the family Sunday bit for not calling. But I value them more often now than I did before. I miss their useless advise, their non-sensible chatter, their childish abuses, their crazy excitement and their lovable mentoring.
And today I am thinking of you all. It is midnight and I wish I could pick up the phone to call up atleast a few of you girls and say what a part of me you are. And that I am thinking of you.
To Sumedha: For you are and will always be my best friend.
To Vandana, Suparna, Shweta, Vasudha, Ruchi, Priyanka: You made school the most memorable days of my life:
To Gunjan, Simran, Rakshit, Anshoo, Ankita: You guys made college days fun and Delhi feel like home.
To Shikha, Neha, Anika and Ritika: You girls make me miss Ludhiana like never before.
To Shruti, Nidhi, Bhavna, Sugandh, Pooja, Megha: You filled the spaces when married life was elusive.
And above all to my sister Niti: I never knew you as a friend till I got married. And that is when I realised how good a friend an elder sister can be.
Call me, my friends. I am waiting for that Friendship day call.
P.S. hubby, you are my best male friend...Don't ever forget that....
Then Friendship Day became a morning phone call and an evening coffee with all my besties. Slowly the phone call became an SMS and the customary coffee with a select few friends. Ultimately it was just a meeting with the best friend only.
Then everyone got married and had husbands and Valentines Day and babies and Mother's Day. So life got lost and so did Friendship Day. It became an all too kiddish affair. From the SMS and the coffee, it had now come down to an SMS at the end of the day. Sometimes an SMS/Call the next day to only the one BFF with sarcasm on how she had missed it yesterday.
That's what life becomes. We forget these small, special occasions and mark them as smart marketing activities by Archies, Hallmark and the like. But inside us somewhere, we want still to relive those teenage moments where friends were 'oh-so-very-important' and being the first to wish your best friend a happy friendship day was absolutely necessary.
Now my best friend is busy so are my other friends. So am I. We are all too caught up in our families and jobs and societies that we want to give importance to these occasions but try to act big by pretending they don't matter to us. Why did they matter 10 years back? Because we had all the time in the world. In fact, our friends were the world. Before husband and kids took precedence. Friends still are loved but last on the priority list of showing the emotion.
I am no better in calling or even saying 'hello' to my friends on the friendship day Sunday. Sometimes even making the excuse of the family Sunday bit for not calling. But I value them more often now than I did before. I miss their useless advise, their non-sensible chatter, their childish abuses, their crazy excitement and their lovable mentoring.
And today I am thinking of you all. It is midnight and I wish I could pick up the phone to call up atleast a few of you girls and say what a part of me you are. And that I am thinking of you.
To Sumedha: For you are and will always be my best friend.
To Vandana, Suparna, Shweta, Vasudha, Ruchi, Priyanka: You made school the most memorable days of my life:
To Gunjan, Simran, Rakshit, Anshoo, Ankita: You guys made college days fun and Delhi feel like home.
To Shikha, Neha, Anika and Ritika: You girls make me miss Ludhiana like never before.
To Shruti, Nidhi, Bhavna, Sugandh, Pooja, Megha: You filled the spaces when married life was elusive.
And above all to my sister Niti: I never knew you as a friend till I got married. And that is when I realised how good a friend an elder sister can be.
Call me, my friends. I am waiting for that Friendship day call.
P.S. hubby, you are my best male friend...Don't ever forget that....
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