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Friends!

When we talk about company, the first thing that pops into our minds is the company of friends. Best Friends, BFFs, Friendships forever and so on.
Who is a friend?
If this question is asked in general, we would basically answer- A friend is a person who knows us well enough to complete our sentences and can read our thoughts before we even convey them. A friend is a person who stands with us in good times and in bad. Who has a possible solution to any hypothesis when we are tired of racking our own brains. Who is an altruist.
Aren't these too realistic? Too idealistic?

We are imperfect yet we want a perfect set of friends. Who will cover up our imperfections with their perfectionist touch.

We might have come across many encounters where people say 'he/she is changing for her/him' or 'I'm trying to change myself to make myself more desirable or lovable'. They claim to have changed. But have they, really?

Truth is, no one can ever change what he or she is like for some other individual. No matter how best of friends they are. You simply cannot change the way you are, even over a period of time.
But some may argue that a change in the basic usual behaviour and conduct is seen. And there is. And that change is inevitable, undeniable. 
But it is not a change. It so happens that apparently people try to suppress their weaknesses and try to put forward a self which doesn't give away their shortcomings.

But the characteristics don't go anywhere nor does a person lose his or her character and old behaviour. It still lies within them, locked up in a drawer deep down, trying to be forgotten.

But the inevitable fact is that,  one can never change. Thus, a person who expects to change someone for the better and also the person who claims to have changed for better, both are nothing else but naive fools.

Change in secondaries is quite possible. But change of origin is not possible at all.

Thus, no friend, no matter how perfect, can vanquish your imperfections.
You are YOU. And no one can change that.

Then what is the purpose of finding a perfect set of friends?

Somewhere deep within we all know the answer to the question. But we act of being totally oblivious to it.

What we search for is not a perfect set of friends, but a normal set of friends who accept us the way we are. And whoever accepts us the way we are is stuck in our eyes. For he/she has accepted the perfection in us (since we believe ourselves to be perfect no matter how well we know that we are not. Because, believe me blindly when I say this, no one ever wants their weaknesses to be visible to others). So, a friend who accepts the perfection in you is the perfect friend.

We all continue to be naive and ignorant of the fact that by choosing such a perfect friend, we are only deceiving ourselves thinking such a kinship is real friendship.

Real Friendship is that where people accept you with your flaws. It is when people realise that your shortcomings come hand-in-hand with you and yet learn to appreciate them and make you see yourself in a better light, as a better personality.

So, we need to clear our minds and think whether we want a perfect friend or a real friend. And believe me, they are two different things!

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As far as I am concerned, I have both perfect and real friends. Perfect more than real. But the real ones, though a handful, are more reverent than the perfects. The ones I approach when I start to vaguely doubt my abilities and strengths. The ones who respect me for what I am. The ones, in the presence of whom, I don't have to put on an act of being perfect. The ones who do not compel me to put on a facade of being an ideal person.

Though I am quite content with my existing acquaintances, the search for the companion still runs and will always keep running because to choose one amongst 7 billion is no easy job!

So, until the search has been over with a success, I'll always be the person who is surrounded by beautiful people, yet lonely.

I'll be a Disguised Loner....
Maybe forever....

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