Hello again! This is something I wrote down today in reply to a mail from one of my friends. Its just an excerpt, which I thought I should share. I don’t know how much you’ll be able to relate to it, but yeah, this is my blog, and I make the rules. So there 
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Sometimes I wonder what the concept of ‘friends’ is… For me, its somebody to spend time with, be comfortable with, share things with, and be happy or sad with. Somebody to lean on when you have a problem, and somebody who has the liberty to lean on you.
But for some people, the number of friends is directly proportional to your own self worth, and sometimes, they try to impose that self worth on others – sort of showing that “Ha Ha – I have more friends than you do” or “Ha ha! Lookey lookey! I’m more close with this person than you are! I know something you dont!”
I don’t find fault with them, ‘cos even I used to do the same thing until a while back. But it puts me in a sad mood wondering what I’m doing here spending time with myself, and whether I should be out there making more friends, and getting closer to the friends I already have.
Then I realised (right now) that the time you spend has nothing to do with how close you can get. Yes, I’ve spent so much time with the three people in my life, whom I call my best friends. With one, I’ve spent 13 years, and the other two, one and a half years.
But I have this friend, whom I’m so open with. We’re so open to each other, honest, trusting, and so very comfortable with each other. We’ve spent two weeks together, but we’ve only like talked to each other for like 2 hours during those 2 weeks. And yet I’ve told her stuff I would never dream of telling my best friends…. And I feel comfortable doing that.
But I dont have to tell anyone that I have such a friend. I dont have to “show off” that I have such a friend.
Is love about love, or is it about showing love? I hope its the former, but a lot many times today, it ends up being the latter 
Or is the ‘showing off’ of love just a bi-product of the most powerful quest that any human makes in her/his lifetime? The one for knowledge and information? Like a flame, consuming all around her/him? Roaring high, and dying out quickly after having consumed so much so quickly?
Or is the ‘showing off’ of love just a bi-product of the most powerful quest that any human makes in her/his lifetime? The one for knowledge and information? Like a flame, consuming all around her/him? Roaring high, and dying out quickly after having consumed so much so quickly?—
Yup thats it! And to A, if you’re reading this, sorry for sharing our personal conversation with the world…
Adios!
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