Yesterday, I met someone whom I hoped not to meet this fast! Friends: the word that masters our worlds. What are they? Someone who holds that finger of yours no matter what, who loves to pamper your nonsenses, whatever the cost. A sacrifice unparalleled by any other.
When they speak a silence, you don't wonder about its implicit meaning. Like a Bihzad from the dustbowl to have a last glimpse of the Great One, or kids expecting a return from a fellow kid (as if it were rightful!) Ha! The miracles of an age that blends all into a crazy potboiler of f-e-e-l-i-n-g. When there's them to take you in their arms, how much do we know about it?
Silences shared ... words and places revisited, and memories unleashed. There's about a single trauma -- the trauma of delight, of excavating the mind of the other. 'Joy' and its nuances command a redefinition, as if a little soul is taking a carousel's delight! A friend is all the 7 wonders, as exacting as a feudal patriarch, pampering you to no end. They dare you to dream in a fool's robe in regal splendour :)
Mwaahs ...
2 comments:
whats the best thing about the post is the pic, its gets along well. I am reading about an article that claims Pakistan to be a feudal country, and yes friendship is more like fuedal patriarchy with touches of moderation here and there ... to make it a symbiotic whole, right ? I think I could make my point clear, simple :)
Feudalism: yeah, we are subjects to our loved ones. Friends, the cliché, make us subservient to our temporal existences.
Hey!! Loved your comment ... I mean L-O-V-E-D :) You kno something? You mopped out m'Monday blues ... See, that's all what the posts's fr ... Thnxx, deary
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