It was a rather supernaturally extravagant 2 days spent in a very strange environment and among even stranger people (I call them strange in this context because it was an unabashed projection of their iniquitous side, which I had not come across since the last 6 years of knowing them).
Let me put this across as a fairy tale with a happy ending, to make things sound a little better and happy than they actually had been.
Once upon a time, in lalaland, there were 4 best friends. They had lived through all the ravages nature could wash on them and today, they have emerged proud citizens of lalaland with the help of their friendship and love for each other.
One sunny morning, two of the four of them decided to go to a place called Brigadoon and Drigadoon for their studies. With each passing day, their friendship became weaker and weaker, until one day, they could take no more and they came back.
The other two, overjoyed with their best friends' return, organized a "going global" party for them. There were neuro-pops from all over the world, from Cuba, to Russia, America and a little bit of India. The day and night passed in merriment together and at midnight, they decided to continue their jabberwocky the next morning. Hardly did they know what the morning had in store for them, for the witch in them had brewed a concoction to bring out the evil in them, already.
The early hours passed uneventfully. But while one of them was high on neuro pops, agony witch jumped into him and brought out the darkest and deepest of malefic notions in him. He jumped onto his other friend and pinned him against the wall, threatening him for life. He went back again and shouted at the other friend, who was taken aback to even react to such a sight. After this brain wacking incident, things seemed to calm down, when the other agony witch had attacked the other friend, and he was not sure of what to say, a storehouse of vocabulary otherwise.
She was shocked to see how her two best friends have changed over the years, and become people she never wanted to come across in her life ever. And the other friend, was taken aback at the whole episode.
In the end, they walked out of the house, and she decided to never be among them when they want a trip away from lalaland. She had had enough of it.
Moral of the story : The doors we open and close everyday, decide the lives we live.
Snap out!
Aah. I'm neither stoned, nor am I high on anything unsubstantial and unnecessary to my body. (I admit, I was , a couple of hours back, or maybe more, actually.) never mind.
I had decided to spend a really good time with my friends, because we get to meet like, once a year, and the rest of the time, we are fighting (thats how its been forever!)
But what I witnessed, and what I figured, was way more than I had asked for, even with an experience with near neurosis patients. Maybe I had thought they'd never grow up. Maybe I'd thought they would be exactly at the spot X where I had left them, and maybe, I was wrong.
Events I would never forget, not that I dont want to, and people, above all, who have formed an integral part of my growing up years, and they still are. Among them, my first love, and my first madcap of a friend! And I saw them lost today. The distance, the time, the spaces, everything had just vanished overnight and I feel completely at a loss, wondering over and over if I would ever get them back! I am still in a state of shock, as and when it keeps replaying in my mind. I maybe over reacting, but that's how I am, and they know it too. Which is why towards the end of the day, we still parted with a hug and a smile.
I take time, first of all, to know where and among whom I REALLY belong, in the true sense. And when I've happily figured it out, things change, times change, and people change. They changed too. So now its actually going to take me a while to come to terms with the NEW them! Figure them out, and then decide if I still belong there or not. But either way, I cannot abandon them at this stage at any cost. So I have decided to keep myself away from them, on the personal level, I mean, and just be there for them as their old friend (changing my name from Debo to Debbie doesnt make me a different person at all!, Its for culture pronunciation sake that Ive had to live with this now since the last 2 years!)
They have crisis, change, mixed emotions (for one regarding me!, boys, I tell you!) :p so all they need now is a GOOD FRIEND. They can be ridiculously scary sometimes, but amazingly sweet too. And since there's this little devil inside me waiting to rise in the moment, I shall take it up as a challenge in me, to understand a little more about the human psyche, and pretend I know nothing at all. (i loved the look on my friend's face who thought I didn't understand the depth of his concept while his little devil recognized the devil in me by the second time she showed up!) and somewhere, I was proud of myself. I can handle good vs evil, maybe not well already, but enough to look them in the eye and say I AM NOT AFRAID. And that is something I really needed at this point in my life, when I seemed to have lost all respect and love for my own self.
I thank my aura and my guiding spirits for helping me embark on this journey, and most importantly being there with me, in weird and unexpected times like these!
Peace!
:)
Let me put this across as a fairy tale with a happy ending, to make things sound a little better and happy than they actually had been.
Once upon a time, in lalaland, there were 4 best friends. They had lived through all the ravages nature could wash on them and today, they have emerged proud citizens of lalaland with the help of their friendship and love for each other.
One sunny morning, two of the four of them decided to go to a place called Brigadoon and Drigadoon for their studies. With each passing day, their friendship became weaker and weaker, until one day, they could take no more and they came back.
The other two, overjoyed with their best friends' return, organized a "going global" party for them. There were neuro-pops from all over the world, from Cuba, to Russia, America and a little bit of India. The day and night passed in merriment together and at midnight, they decided to continue their jabberwocky the next morning. Hardly did they know what the morning had in store for them, for the witch in them had brewed a concoction to bring out the evil in them, already.
The early hours passed uneventfully. But while one of them was high on neuro pops, agony witch jumped into him and brought out the darkest and deepest of malefic notions in him. He jumped onto his other friend and pinned him against the wall, threatening him for life. He went back again and shouted at the other friend, who was taken aback to even react to such a sight. After this brain wacking incident, things seemed to calm down, when the other agony witch had attacked the other friend, and he was not sure of what to say, a storehouse of vocabulary otherwise.
She was shocked to see how her two best friends have changed over the years, and become people she never wanted to come across in her life ever. And the other friend, was taken aback at the whole episode.
In the end, they walked out of the house, and she decided to never be among them when they want a trip away from lalaland. She had had enough of it.
Moral of the story : The doors we open and close everyday, decide the lives we live.
Snap out!
Aah. I'm neither stoned, nor am I high on anything unsubstantial and unnecessary to my body. (I admit, I was , a couple of hours back, or maybe more, actually.) never mind.
I had decided to spend a really good time with my friends, because we get to meet like, once a year, and the rest of the time, we are fighting (thats how its been forever!)
But what I witnessed, and what I figured, was way more than I had asked for, even with an experience with near neurosis patients. Maybe I had thought they'd never grow up. Maybe I'd thought they would be exactly at the spot X where I had left them, and maybe, I was wrong.
Events I would never forget, not that I dont want to, and people, above all, who have formed an integral part of my growing up years, and they still are. Among them, my first love, and my first madcap of a friend! And I saw them lost today. The distance, the time, the spaces, everything had just vanished overnight and I feel completely at a loss, wondering over and over if I would ever get them back! I am still in a state of shock, as and when it keeps replaying in my mind. I maybe over reacting, but that's how I am, and they know it too. Which is why towards the end of the day, we still parted with a hug and a smile.
I take time, first of all, to know where and among whom I REALLY belong, in the true sense. And when I've happily figured it out, things change, times change, and people change. They changed too. So now its actually going to take me a while to come to terms with the NEW them! Figure them out, and then decide if I still belong there or not. But either way, I cannot abandon them at this stage at any cost. So I have decided to keep myself away from them, on the personal level, I mean, and just be there for them as their old friend (changing my name from Debo to Debbie doesnt make me a different person at all!, Its for culture pronunciation sake that Ive had to live with this now since the last 2 years!)
They have crisis, change, mixed emotions (for one regarding me!, boys, I tell you!) :p so all they need now is a GOOD FRIEND. They can be ridiculously scary sometimes, but amazingly sweet too. And since there's this little devil inside me waiting to rise in the moment, I shall take it up as a challenge in me, to understand a little more about the human psyche, and pretend I know nothing at all. (i loved the look on my friend's face who thought I didn't understand the depth of his concept while his little devil recognized the devil in me by the second time she showed up!) and somewhere, I was proud of myself. I can handle good vs evil, maybe not well already, but enough to look them in the eye and say I AM NOT AFRAID. And that is something I really needed at this point in my life, when I seemed to have lost all respect and love for my own self.
I thank my aura and my guiding spirits for helping me embark on this journey, and most importantly being there with me, in weird and unexpected times like these!
Peace!
:)
