I was talking to one of my buddies last night and she asked me why I chose to write about nature, girlfriend poems, God and stuff."Why dont you write about Friends?"Oh what do I write about friends?
Simple
I have so many things to say,
If I started to write about
the whole of my life would not be enough.
Do I have so much time to just write about
Or do you have so much time to read all that?
Any way, now that she had given me a suggestion...
Walked along the rocky path up the smoky's
felt thirsty, stopped and looked around, I saw a stream of water, filled my bottle I could not fill the whole stream into my bottle, I know its a wierd thought.The water that filled the bottle gave me some stamina to some distance.I walked further, the stream started getting far away.
Now
It never mattered to me how long I had that water with me.Now the stream is not just for me.Take a bit of it, dont consume it all up, many are to be benifitted outta it.
Walked a lil more, really tired..wanted to sit...looked around found a trunk, lying across
went and sat on it, thinking about the pond.Really happy how helpful it was to me.But realising the reality, the nature of the stream is to flow, you cannot constrain it.
Now, bearing all my weight, not saying a word, the trunk supported me.Not giving up even when a 100 people sat on it at once.Now the trunk was really supportive.Now I cannot expect to occupy the whole trunk thats, selfishness.Many people are to be benifitted outta it.
Walked a lil more after the break. Climbed some steep trails.I held onto some branches , they had a great grip, and a strong hold.You would never trip and even if you did the branch would not let you fall.
You know what, these are the qualities my friends posses.All of them whom I thought were friends have given me strength, some way or the other.Some have been like the stream whom I dont wish to disturb.Some of them have been like the trunk and some have been like the branches that I held onto when I tumbled.
The truth is, nothing stayed with me for long,thats how life is meant to be.No one is gonna be with you all your life,how ever the time they spend with you would have some impact on you.Most of them only leave behind a nice memory.
A very few streams dont stop till you fill your bottle,
A very few trunks have sharp edges,
A very few branches break when you clinge onto
"Circumstancial phenomenon"
It is some kind of philosophical crap? I do not know if it interests any reader.I am not writing to impress any one,I am expressing.It is first of all very difficult to eulogise your friends, second of all if you decide to it gets tough to flatter them.
Patience,integrity,empathy,benovelence, are some qualities that I tried giving anologies for.
I am not sure if I did justice.May be I need to rephrase every bit of it..........
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