Making new friends is easy, Keeping the old ones is tough
No. This is not a biography of a person who has lost a lot of friends in life, but a word from a person who’s always been open to new beginnings and has kept the worthy ones close.
Being a person who spends a lot of time with myself, I know when I really “vibe" with someone. It isn’t really about being an extrovert but more of a person who is aware of what she likes, what she wants and what she really wants to seek in her surroundings, and when you meet someone who synchronizes with you at that exact level, there is no stopping at all. More of a talker and less of a “texter” in today’s world is a contrast to the world of people who are obsessed with cell phones and social media. I have met new people everyday for the better part of the last decade and talked to them about various things but there’s nothing more warming in this world than catching up with an old friend and making good use of that little time that we’d get to spend together.
Well, that’s how life has always been. How many of you have ever felt this, that you’ve been through something or you’ve done something, which you cannot share at a go with a long-term friend but gets so much easier when you share it off, with someone who’s totally new to your life? Or, when things aren’t going well between you and your partner you tend to look for people who will again see the brighter side of you than someone, who’s just been hating you for quite some time? Or, maybe, find a better best friend at school or college who shares similar interests unlike those people who’ve been there with you since childhood?
It seems so damn right to us, when we start off, looking for better company and making a new acquaintance, which later on adds up to being another friend on our unending list of the so-called “close people”. But have you ever tried looking back? Maybe not always, but that one time, and thought maybe you could work things out, maybe you could mend the gaps, or maybe just walk back? Tough. Right?
If you have, you’ve tread a path of insane bravery because it is strangely difficult, keeping the old ones with you, happy and supportive with you and for you even though you’ve had a strong bond; which is the least of the tasks that we have to do when we meet someone new as it’s just a matter of moments before the click, the spark, the push towards a greater momentum.
You only lose friends, when they choose to walk away, when they have nothing more to share with you, when they have nothing more to discover in you, or maybe they had just too much of you in the time they were around you, or you think that they’d be better off if you’d walk away. Basically, things that have never made me realize, how much of being myself to somebody else is really called good enough. You tend to move far away. So far, that all you see ahead of you, is miles and miles of barrenness, emptiness, and abandonment but unknowingly you bump into a new face, a fresh start, a better companionship, but how far is that gonna last?
There is no specific time to friendship or specific lifespan of that bond until you choose to break it. You can be friends after years of knowing each other, or you can be the best of friends within minutes of bumping into each other for the very first time. What really matters is the effort that you put in, to make things last and it’s never a one-way street.
They say, that when you like a flower, you pluck it. But when you love the flower, you water the plant everyday. So, your bit of plucking daily, would leave you with a bunch of beautiful flowers, but it’s the watered plants, that would leave you with a colorful garden.