#WOW- Quirky friend

 

“A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” ― Elbert Hubbard

Life without friends just can’t imagine…they are the integral part of our life. Though we don’t count the number of people we interact in our day to day life, but there are some with whom we gel well and we share a bond of friendship. Friendship means you accept a person with all the flaws, agreements & disagreements, love and fights, all happens among friends. You don’t need to be a hypocrite, there is no inhibitions or formalities…it’s a “Bindaas” (carefree) relationship.  The real friends of our life are our childhood buddies, whom we call “Chuddy Buddies”, they know all the inns & outs of life, and they are close to our heart. Each individual is unique in their own way, so in a circle of friends, there are all types of friends, introvert & quiet, extrovert and loud, funny, quirky, serious, boasters, down to earth. Pack of friends is a bouquet of variety of flowers, in group they go well. Unity in Diversity.

Quirky type are sometimes irritating too, but their absence hurts as their typical attitude of doing things or reacting makes their presence feel and keep you on toes with their witty or kinky gestures, and one or two of such a typo is always there in a group.

One of my close friend had a typical habit of laughing at passers-by which irritated me a lot and many times, we were at loggerheads just because of some third person. I was mischievous at heart, I say so about myself because only few close associates of mine knew this secret of mine, and others held entirely different perception of my personality. I was known to be an introvert and a serious person, many concluded that I was a snob or self-centred etc. My friend was a good-looking girl and took care of her looks n dresses, which was a farfetched dream for me, I was more of Tomboyish clad in casual jeans and loose top. We gelled well but whenever we went out on rickshaw for shopping or marketing, by the end of the day, I would fight with her or be annoyed with her. She had a bad habit of pin pointing at others with fingers, made fun of their looks or ways and would laugh out loud. Three decades before, girls laughing in open or pin pointing at others were not welcomed, rather people would watch scornfully. I disliked this habit of hers and would ask her to refrain, but she never understood my point or did deliberately to tease me and watch my reactions. It did bothered me a lot and I would be on fire.

Now when I look back and tread down the memory lane, smile purses on my lips and I really miss those days. They were the best part of life, no responsibilities, no tension, full freedom to enjoy life but we poor soul would be annoyed on the slightest pretext but now after living four decades of life, I realize those were the precious days of our life.

I miss my friend, Shabnam too and her nagging habit of irritating me or pulling my leg. Recently, I met her and she disclosed that she enjoyed watching me getting irritated by her habit and she indulged into it deliberately.

Friends are the oxygen of our life, who replenishes and rejuvenates our energy and we enjoy each bit of life with the childhood friends. We meet with them with open hearts shedding all the decorum and formalities and indulge shouting at each other, breaking the norms that we follow in our lives as principle. Whenever we catch with our chuddy buddies now, the way of interactions changes completely and the onlookers who find us quite sophisticated n formal are aghast seeing tremendous change in way of indulgence.

“Gossip ka koi ghoomta phirta satellite

Koi sath rahe toh kar de sab alright

Koi effortless koi forced hota hai

Lekin har ek friend zaroori hota hai!!!”

 

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This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

 

 

 

 

 

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