Today I chose to write about the people around me; most of
them my age, living with parents just like I am. It’s so interesting to observe
them. They are all so different yet they manage to find themselves in the pit
of sadness for a while. For those who don’t know them much, they are entirely
different persons but if you look deep within, they have got a beautiful heart.
I will start with this girl I am friends with for over 3 and
a half years. She is of my caste and religion and the only neighborhood friend
I have; also my major inspiration behind this write-up. If you will hear her
story, you will find yourself in a much better situation, believe me. Of course
until your mom is also a narrow minded small town lady, who had been in
depression for a year and you have got a 12 years younger brother to take care
of with financial condition not being that great. Despite all these tensions,
she manages to laugh and chatter; to watch movies, get into some relationships
and still be an eight pointer.
Moving on to a jackass who has been a real sweetheart for me
lately. Well if you ask me the exact amount I don’t know, but yeah he is rich. He
is rich yet a down to earth kameena with nexus and iphone 5 in both his
pockets. The heart is pure as gold, but outside he portrays a very different
picture. Well at least I think he does. What he will show to the world is a don’t
care attitude, being rough and tough, usage of gawaar language packed with self
created abusive inputs. But what I think, he probably is, is a sweet guy, who
will take care of his people with a selfless attitude. He does expect some care
in return but won’t ever say it. It’s not his ego but yeah something doesn’t let
him speak his heart out which he would fake by using some socially unacceptable
crap of his. I am not a doc but as a friend I feel he has got depth inside;
once he knows that you understand he will start sharing.
Switching on to a wonderful friend of mine; he is the best
friend for all of us. I don’t know a single soul who hates him or might have
except of course our science teacher in class 7th. Until few years
back everything was fine for him, loving home, loving parents, and loving
friends of course. But recent fights between his parents is what I think, he
least deserves. He doesn’t share it with me although and would pretend
everything is normal inside his head; all I hope is that it really is.
It took me nearly two years to from an
opinion for a close college friend I am now going to talk about. Because until now, my views for her had never been constant; not in terms of good or bad but
her degree of closeness to me. They kept varying with my mood or with life and
mess. She is sweet, she is carrying, and she will be there for you but up to a
certain limit. She has set her boundaries
and priorities well back in life and in no cost she changes them. Family always
seems to be her first and the last priority. She makes friends, have fun with
them, give them time as well but she is not willing to give them her whole
heart and soul, not even to few. At first I didn’t like it much (me being a
total friend person) but later on realized it’s her life and her outlook
towards friendship. It’s her fear and her decision to be all clear and
detached.
Another college friend is totally opposite to the one mentioned
above. She loves people insanely which for me isn’t normal as well. She gets
attached and then super attached unable to understand that the world is not a
safe place to be anymore. She lives in a world of fantasy when it comes to friends.
I believe this girl has a lot to learn. Also instead of giving someone else the
right to keep changing her mind, she must have her own belief system, her own
practical view point towards life and life related issues.
List of people will never end. I will keep adding my views
and opinions as I continue to meet and understand human beings and their emotions;
for somehow I love to observe people and probably the answer to why I love capturing
them through my lenses. Rather capturing the hidden.
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