The time of teenage is so marvelous, isn't it? When you have such crazy and mad streak in you. You are so extremely passionate about yourself and your surroundings that you just simply land up on that stage of life where you meet different kinds of people having different kinds of opinions, taste and choices.
And then what happens?
You gradually become "friends" .
Some things they teach you and some you teach them. They support you no matter what.
From sharing food to sharing secrets, from sharing pens to sharing selfies, from lying down on the ground to lifting up, from cracking jokes to getting out the heavy piece from a cracked soul. The journey of friendship, I mean this phase is so overwhelming, isn't? And for once this comes in Everyone's life.
Even in mine too.
I had both kind of friends. I had the ones who were having a layer of chocolate on their tongue and used to spell out the sweet and good about me but here's a catch, only when in front of me and the other time they were busy talking bullshit about me.
Then I had a bunch of fools and by saying this I mean real bunch of fools who didn't had any layer neither of any chocolate nor poison. The strange thing is they were crystal clear as if I could read them like a book. They were like a flow of a river and sound of music that could please me anytime. I could understand them, feel the fondness, love and endearment when they were around me. I still have them and it's still unbelievable that how could only few people make me feel so alive and happy about me? How could only such small kids who don't have any experience about what life is and are of my age only and then how could they be so sensational and surprisingly stunning. Then I think isn't related to any matter of fact?
When some people left, some stayed. And the ones who stayed are still there. Glad about it, ain't you?
And when it comes to friends I had most exquisite one too, I used to chill out with my diary,hang out with novels and relax with music. And I still do. I can rely on them too. Thanks to these friends too who were there to guide me and save me from dangerously terrible people who just wanted to outshine me. They never really cared for me and dumb I was I believed them. Like a chameleon they changed their colors but having said that they had layers over them that was just for show, it doesn't bother me much as the ones I have right now are the most spectacular and irresistible.
When I am unhappy, they do cry and it doesn't make any sound, but I know they feel shattered deep within. When I am not there, they feel some hollow space inside their hearts. When we don't talk for days, it feels heavy and painful. When we fight, it feels bad but the stage of enchanting each other again is the best part of everything that comes with it.
We feel every emotion together. They are not mere buddies but they are soul mates who light up my whole world. They become the rain to my drought and beautiful sleep to my nights. It still feels like I am living in a day dream.
They are like my favorite flavors of ice cream and my taste buds will always long for them till I see them everyday.
This was not just a story or any confession Just keeping spirit of our friendship alive. A very happy friendship day to all dear ones and to launchora.