Skip to main content

Best friend


In Primary School your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.

In year 1 your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.

In year 2 your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.

In year 3 your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.

In year 4 your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.

In year 5 your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.
In year 6 your idea of a friend was the person who went up to your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.

In year 7 your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the maths homework from the night before that you had to give it in.

In year 8 your idea of a good friend was the person who got detention with you so you would'nt be the only one with that unfair teacher.
In year 9 your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only young person there.

In year 10 your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch..

In year 11 and the summer after year 11 your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured you that now that you could make it through anything, helped you get ready to leave the school that you loved for 5 years, and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 12 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in university as well as you had these past 12 years, and most importantly sent you off to college knowing you were loved.

Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices,
~ helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you,
~ thinks of you at times when you are not there,
~ reminds you of what you have forgotten,
~ helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer,
~ stays with you so that you have confidence,
~ goes out of their way to make time for you,
~ helps you clear up your mistakes,
~ helps you deal with pressure from others,
~ smiles for you when you are sad,
~ helps you become a better person,
~ and most importantly loves you!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Late Nights and stress-laughter

Yaaaayyyy!!! People I found it!! I'm so glad this wasn't corrupted in my pen drive! Hope you guys enjoy the read, and moreover, the ficticious memories! :) 24/ May/ 09 Chi looked at the computer while transferring her pictures to the pen drive. She had the expression one would have when they saw a picture of their dog after long. However, it was obviously misinterpreted by me. She was actually disgusted with the way Ranka sang. It was a pity that he sat next to her while he listened to his music. She had to listen his besura voice. Often she’d come along complaining. And the hours of stress and prolonged exposure to the computer screen made us go out for walks or to drink some water. One of those days, Chi turned left and slapped Ranka right across the face. He looked right, and asked stupidly – “What?” She raged with the utmost disgust and self-pity. “Your voice sounds like a rat being killed.” “So?” he asked. She didn’t know how else to make him stop. They were the nights I’d...

Journalling!

I've heard that journalling is a nice way to keep a record of one's experiences so that we can later recall, learn and introspect, and that's it's also a form of meditation where we can clear our minds before heading to bed. I have a horrible habit of starting things and never finishing them; the list of these things is so long that I don't even know where to begin. Journalling is one of them. It's a habit I want to cultivate for myself and see if it provides enrichment to my life in any way. I also have a horrible memory, so this way I can always refer back to the thoughts and ideas floating in my brain and dump them out here to make it the world's problem :P Since I don't have a lot of followers I welcome you all to unfollow if I get too boring. Making this public is an easy way for me to stick to it and be consistent. So let me start off by talking about how my day/week has been. Since the beginning of the lockdown in India because of Covid19, my ro...

(J) Deadly Liners

Girlfriend: And are you sure you love me and no one else? Boyfriend: Dead Sure! I checked the whole list again yesterday Waiter: Would you like your coffee black? Customer: What other colors do you have? Manager: Sorry, but i can't give you a job. I don't need much help. Job Applicant: That's all right. In fact I'm just the right person in this case. You will see, I won't be of much help anyway!! Dad: Son, what do you want for your birthday? Son: Not much dad, Just a radio with a sports car around it. Diner: I can't eat such a rotten chicken. Call the manager! Waiter: It's no use. He won't eat it either. Diner: You'll drive me to my grave! Waiter: Well, you don't expect to walk there, do you? Husband: You know, wife, our son got his brain from me. Wife: I think he did, I still got mine with me! Man: Officer! There's a bomb in my garden! Officer: Don't worry. If no one claims it within three days, you can keep it. Father: Your...