Define a Friend

Well, my last post was not something which showed off my extraordinary vocabulary or brought out the novelist in me.

It just brought out myself. And the last two years in a nutshell.

But people do not like you when you are so straightforward. People do not like you when you can clearly see your problems and fearlessly make them public. It is very difficult for me to understand this behaviour of the human species. It makes me question my origin!! Am I human? Am I from the Earth? Have I taken birth the natural way, from a mammal?!

Anyway, this post is dedicated to my friends. Those who know me, as in literally KNOW me. Understand me and, most importantly, accept me the way I am.

When I asked a friend (as defined above) and the best critic of mine for feedback on my last post, his words were "You have taken out the grudge you had somehow managed to control for two years. It is okay. You needed it." But his criticism was that, was I not being hypocrite by saying that I had no friends and yet I mentioned a few people at the end whom I have thanked. I had no answer for him that day. As it came from my best critic, I started questioning myself the same.

But I have finally got an answer today.

One of those people told me today, "I read your blog. It is like a hate letter" And he laughed on me.

Now, I ask my friend "Were you laughing on me too? When you read that post, knowing about each and every detail of my life, not only of the last two years but more, were you laughing at me for situations in my life?"

So, what makes you a friend? Why should I call them my friends? To insult those who deserve to be called friends? No. I won't.