Ego – Thou Heartless Bitch

How often have you kept on looking at your google talk list waiting for someone to buzz? Have you ever meant to message someone but have waited for your friend/girl friend to make the first move? If none of these things have happened to you then this blog is not for you. And well if everyone bounces off from this blog I guess I am the dumbass, lolz.

I am not sure if anyone is still with me but here’s to hoping that someone is here till now. Both of these have happened way too many times to me and you can think of me as gay but most of the times it has happened with a friend, a guy friend. We had lived in the same colony all our lives and somehow never talked to each other. On retrospect probably ego had played a part on a sub conscious level even during those days. We became friends for the first time while coming back from an English tuition as we used to live in the same locality. We shared the same kind of enthusiasm about food, sports and especially cricket. From acquaintances we quickly became best of friends who shared most of their darkest secrets and GOD knows we had some really dark secrets. Actually all our secrets were dark some were just darker than others. I remember how he came and boasted that after dumping a girl he had been called ridiculous by her and how he said No he is calculus.

After, I went to my Engineering College we drifted apart, not really out of sight out of mind but yes out of contacts surely.  Then due to some misunderstandings we stopped talking to each other. We used to come across each other and felt the same longing to talk to each other but something stopped us. Oh Ego!! Thou heatless bitch spreadeth thy fangs across and encompasseth friends. Lolz, I hope I will get some pointers for trying the Shakesperean style at least. Anyway, for four years we were not in touch and again as fate would have it we were put in the same group. Yes, there was some rustiness but the old feelings remained. Oh, how many matches we could have played side by side if we had not lost those four years. We are best of friends now and after that incident try to keep it simple and on your face hoping not to repeat our mistakes.

Anyway, there is some contorted hidden moral to all my blogs which I write explicitly about in the last paragraph. So, here goes. There is no winner or loser when you have a fight with someone. Wait, let’s just hold on to that thought. Actually if you both really miss each other both of you are the losers. So if the friendship or the relation means anything to you then try to get it back on track even if you have to shed your ego.