Unfriendly encounter.

Some unexpected occurrence lead a wonder.

Friends, a word very commonly used, unnecessarily disrespected and highly misunderstood. We shall start with the importance of this word. Well atleast what I think now. Normally, we all know and meet lots of people in our life, even the socially awkward ones meet tons of people but then why do they still feel unloved, not given importance? Well maybe because they don't feel that affection what others do. Being part of a group in school, colleges and other places is randomly considered friend groups but aren't they made for some purpose behind them? As soon as those purpose end, those groups dissolve. Though maybe some groups stay like that but that's just human nature to be comfortable with someone after some time. But how about being friend with someone you didn't like much before or more like a enemy? So let's start with this. 

Life in new semester was about to be started. New faces, new names, some older ones too. People meeting and greeting each other, looking for a suitable 'friend' to fulfill the purpose of college life. I was specifically very conserved with myself, not from the very start but over the time I became like this. I always felt like I didn't belonged to this era of people and not either any other. My way of thinking was always a little rational and different from normal 'kids'. Even I thought that i was a bit too arrogant but this is my reality and I love this phase,  whatsoever. Coming back to story, I have been working out since 10th standard, learning fighting skills cause just in case I got in a tough situation, I have to look after me. And this was the day, a guy almost 6ft, brushed by my ears a bit roughly (I'm 5ft6) . He turned around and stared with arrogance, eyes had a look that I should say sorry, but ofcourse I didn't. This was a start to a mind blowing duel between two not so suitable opponents atleast according to others. He took my cap off, started pushing me and showing his normal attitude to me, thinking that I was some lousy guy who wouldn't say much. I'm counting 1,2,3 ..... Boom. I punched him in the nose, he's swinging here and there now completely out of it for a few seconds. Then he looked me back punched me, and this goes for a few minutes and both of us were invited to the dean's office on the very first day. Got suspended for 3 days and punishment of staying back at college for 2 hours extra for 2 weeks. Well we accepted it, we came back after suspension and everyone was just ready for another duel, but we didn't. We both knew that it would be worse to fight, so we carried on with normal life, doing our studies and completing the punishment. Because of me, this guy's reputation among other strong guys was ruined, it was inevitable, as who gets beaten up by a small guy who didn't look much? Well, many got. Everyone's picking up on him daily, he's being bullied by stronger guys every now and then. I thought why don't he fight back, cause I would have if it were me. And yes as usual it had a reason, which was some kind of promise to someone close. I had enough of seeing this everyday and got up to him, and asked. 'Why are you not doing anything?, you're strong!' , I knew it as it was one of the strongest hand I had got on my face ever. He looked up and had tears, at that very moment I knew something was wrong and he had some reason. I said, 'leave it'. We got off the college as usual and headed to the bus stand (we parked our vehicles near bus stand as parking rate was less) but it was not a normal day. A bunch of guys who got beaten up by him before, were waiting. I was analyzing the situation and trying to figure out. When it clicked, 'they were not here for him, they wanted me.' By some weird reason he was getting all sweaty and scared. I thought he was going to run away, which was normal for anyone. And even I knew that I was strong, but not enough to take on 12 guys. Then something unreal happened, he took off his bag, rolled his sleeves and said, ' you wanna get beaten up by these?' , I didn't say anything. I was thinking, 'why would a guy whom I smashed in front of college fight for me?, He didn't even fought when people were looking down on him, then why now?' After that we didn't say a word, we exchanged a few glances and fought. 8 of those guys were just lousy but other 4 got us in the end. I was standing upright with bruised face and hands, but he was lying unconscious and another guy took charge on him. I knocked that guy with a punch up his jaw. As said "run when you're outnumbered in a fight. " And so I did, I took him on my back till my bike and straight to a medical help. He laid there for 3 hours, his bill was paid by me Ofcourse. We never again talked about that day, neither those guys came back. 2 days past, it was the last day of our punishment, we completed our time, got to dean, said sorry and moved out of college. I looked at him, and he smiled, I knew I had to buy him some food and say thanks, as I may be a bit rude but I have a good sense of empathy and feelings too. I asked him, 'let's go get some food.' He nodded, and we moved ahead, things started to figure out between us, we started hanging out together more, everyone in college was a little surprised by this 'not so normal' relation. He started understanding why I was like this, I had a few mental health conditions from my past experiences which never really bothered him. All this might have sounded a bit too casual to many but for me who was just an extreme introvert with almost no interest in human relations anymore, it was alot. The relation got stronger and stronger, we got out of college, started jobs, and so on. It was time for his marriage now, he was having a great love story by the side with his school girlfriend, who was also the reason for him to stop fighting that time. She was a bit too sensitive to violence because of her past traumas and asked him to never fight again which he did completed but, he once fought for me despite that fact. I knew from that point, that our friendship was way too deep to be judged and doubted by me. He got married, we decided to meet once a week or twice a month. He agreed, it was my choice because I wanted to give them their time. As for me, I never got married, reason, I also loved someone in my school, but I never got a chance to confront her because of my natural habit and I very well knew that she would have denied, and confronting would have made it a loss of friend for me, as she was my only friend at that time. I got two great friends in my life despite however I was, they accepted me whatsoever. It was a nice journey overall. At the end, I would just say, "Humans can deny relationships and situation, but what is meant to be would happen despite any conditions and time. It's on us how well we let those things take place, as some of them can become a great story after all. "
Ending this with a quote,
"For small creatures like us who are nothing in this vast universe, love is what makes it bearable to live. Even though fake, hopes to meet important people again, hopes to stay together, hope that they miss you too. At the end, that's the circle of life indicates."