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The rains, the clouds, the small appearances of the sun is marking our spring as we look from our window. Today is almost 45th day of staying indoors. While we keep less track of the date but we try to hold on positivity more firmly with each passing day. The world never envisioned of something outlandish situation like this. Human beings are advised to be inside while other species can comfortably enjoy the nature. Such is the anathema of mankind on earth that peacocks are dancing again on a busy road and rivers are flowing minus the dumpsters.
This is all about corona stories. This morning I was reading about a story of a girl. It's random story about a girl through her eyes and her journey. I do not remember her name or may be it could be her pseudonym too. She says a poor girl without much talent and money cannot have real friends in life. She grew up in a very ordinary family and by luck's stroke went to a school which was high by their standards. The other kids who went to that school mostly came from financially strong families. She wasn't academically bright either. The other kids socialized and celebrated birthdays while she never really celebrated her's. She was rarely invited to those parties and no one remembered her birthday too. However she had two friends who used to check with her from time to time. Her house never had too many visits from her friends too. School days passed while she wished for some many things which was so normal for her peers. She walked from her school while other kids waved her from their vehicles. They enjoyed ice cream on summer days but she used to politely put down request when offered. She never threw tantrums at home fearing that her parents would be hurt. She was mostly cornered in discussions because she was not cool in any sense. But she never protested, hid tears and sailed through her school life.
Luck chased wherever she went. All along her educational life she came across many students who liked her, spoke to her but never got too close to her. She couldn't throw any ice cream or pizza party or carry any personal phones to stay in touch either. Affording makeups was bulky on the pockets for her and visiting salons was restricted only for special occasions because her parents asked her so. So her life style choices was funneled down and so was her topic of talks with her peers. When you do not have too many common choices its unmistakeable that people will be just courteous to you. She never complained to anyone. Oh yes, she says she never had any male attention either. Perhaps there were but no one thought of dating her, may be...
Years later when all of her peers have settled in their lives she still reminisces them. These days, courtesy social media it's possible to catch a glimpse of her peer's lives but most of them do not respond to her wishes and pleasantries. She feels again cornered too. They hold important job titles while she is happily settled in her life minus a job. They still ignore her and she is hurt but feels they all were a part of her childhood. Her level of excitement to talk or stay in touch is never matched by her batch mates.
This girl has questioned about friendship rules. Now that when her daughter is growing up she wants to advise her. It is indisputable that some people will always hurt but that should not be a sign of not forming friendship. She has made peace with her life and circumstances. She doesn't feel attached to her friends anymore barring one or two. She juggles between her childhood and her daughter's childhood. She can afford a lot more materialistic things for her daughter which were amiss from her childhood but things are never any parameters for making friends. She repeatedly questions "is having wealth a sign of being a happy friend?'
We all know or have a few friends in our lives that have stood by us through all seasons and weathers and some are fortunate to have them life long. In this fast paced life we all get tied up by various circumstances and it's those few friends who silently walk with us even though we cannot talk or meet frequently.
This story has forced me to think from many levels. How will I manage my kids or explain the consequences if left with not too many friends? Are all friends real? How to distinguish or will time teach them? I am scratching my mind...If you have any pointers, feel free to share.
Till then stay indoors and stay safe....
The rains, the clouds, the small appearances of the sun is marking our spring as we look from our window. Today is almost 45th day of staying indoors. While we keep less track of the date but we try to hold on positivity more firmly with each passing day. The world never envisioned of something outlandish situation like this. Human beings are advised to be inside while other species can comfortably enjoy the nature. Such is the anathema of mankind on earth that peacocks are dancing again on a busy road and rivers are flowing minus the dumpsters.
This is all about corona stories. This morning I was reading about a story of a girl. It's random story about a girl through her eyes and her journey. I do not remember her name or may be it could be her pseudonym too. She says a poor girl without much talent and money cannot have real friends in life. She grew up in a very ordinary family and by luck's stroke went to a school which was high by their standards. The other kids who went to that school mostly came from financially strong families. She wasn't academically bright either. The other kids socialized and celebrated birthdays while she never really celebrated her's. She was rarely invited to those parties and no one remembered her birthday too. However she had two friends who used to check with her from time to time. Her house never had too many visits from her friends too. School days passed while she wished for some many things which was so normal for her peers. She walked from her school while other kids waved her from their vehicles. They enjoyed ice cream on summer days but she used to politely put down request when offered. She never threw tantrums at home fearing that her parents would be hurt. She was mostly cornered in discussions because she was not cool in any sense. But she never protested, hid tears and sailed through her school life.
Luck chased wherever she went. All along her educational life she came across many students who liked her, spoke to her but never got too close to her. She couldn't throw any ice cream or pizza party or carry any personal phones to stay in touch either. Affording makeups was bulky on the pockets for her and visiting salons was restricted only for special occasions because her parents asked her so. So her life style choices was funneled down and so was her topic of talks with her peers. When you do not have too many common choices its unmistakeable that people will be just courteous to you. She never complained to anyone. Oh yes, she says she never had any male attention either. Perhaps there were but no one thought of dating her, may be...
Years later when all of her peers have settled in their lives she still reminisces them. These days, courtesy social media it's possible to catch a glimpse of her peer's lives but most of them do not respond to her wishes and pleasantries. She feels again cornered too. They hold important job titles while she is happily settled in her life minus a job. They still ignore her and she is hurt but feels they all were a part of her childhood. Her level of excitement to talk or stay in touch is never matched by her batch mates.
This girl has questioned about friendship rules. Now that when her daughter is growing up she wants to advise her. It is indisputable that some people will always hurt but that should not be a sign of not forming friendship. She has made peace with her life and circumstances. She doesn't feel attached to her friends anymore barring one or two. She juggles between her childhood and her daughter's childhood. She can afford a lot more materialistic things for her daughter which were amiss from her childhood but things are never any parameters for making friends. She repeatedly questions "is having wealth a sign of being a happy friend?'
We all know or have a few friends in our lives that have stood by us through all seasons and weathers and some are fortunate to have them life long. In this fast paced life we all get tied up by various circumstances and it's those few friends who silently walk with us even though we cannot talk or meet frequently.
This story has forced me to think from many levels. How will I manage my kids or explain the consequences if left with not too many friends? Are all friends real? How to distinguish or will time teach them? I am scratching my mind...If you have any pointers, feel free to share.
Till then stay indoors and stay safe....
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