What are friends? I often asked myself this question. Who were
they? And what was their role in my life.
I never had many friends as a child and I used to envy
people who went on trips with their best buddies and had sleepovers at their homes.
Nobody wanted to be my friend for a long-long time. And then when I had a bunch
of them I realised that they are not what I think of them. They won’t pick up
the phone in the middle of the night if I wanted to cry, they won’t run to help
me if I needed help, they won’t tell me if the guy that I have a crush on is
good for me or not. They are there because they are there and it’s I who need
them not they.
But friends are not the people who are around you everyday at
school or at home. Friends are people who you brush by everyday but never seem
to notice. Like I never did but now do.
The boy who sits beside me on my school bus but never seemed
to talk much is my friend. The little girl who smiled at me one day while
passing through the corridor is my friend. The librarian of my school who let
me borrow books at odd hours is my friend. The old sweeper at school who once
helped me pick my books up when I accidently dropped them on the floor is my
friend. The people who played the role
of sheep alongside me once in a play are my friends. The girl who let me borrow
her comb once is my friend. The boy who once smiled at the staircase at me is
my friend. The student behind who I sit at every exam is my friend.
And all those people who pass by me daily, who make me a
part of their time by just smiling, waving, and helping in their own small
little ways are my friends.
They don’t know me and they won’t ever but they made me feel
special without ever realising it. And when in those days when I feel so alone I
think about these numerous people and I smile though my tears.
And I hope that maybe I make a lonely person feel good by
just smiling at them. Friends make your life but they need not make it best. And
sometimes people just make it best but are never a part of your life.:)