Subtle Reflections

Recently I came across a graffiti I made, some three years back in high school on my study table. Funny thing, I found the picture on Facebook and honestly, I was shocked to see it still existed there and how kiddish I was back then. Of course, being a high school kid gave me all the rights to carry out the crazy stuff considering it as fun but today I took it as sheer lunacy. These concave pieces never change and take us back in time. I had a similar experience to travel back where I was left with subtle reflections on my life; now and then and much more to realize.

High school to College was a predictable change and we had been prepared for this. Maybe, even excited with the way we dreamed of our perfect college life with a perfect ‘group’, no attendance issues, assignments and stuff, like we were up for a vacation here. But things changed, the study burden increased and with it increased the lag of conversations we failed to have with the people we promised to keep around forever. Time became a huge constraint and it became all the more difficult to keep in touch with our so called ‘best friends’.

We adapted ourselves to these changes we made in the environment and slowly let new people walk in. The place we found hell became the sole reason and excuse to stay away from home and before we knew, we fell in love with this place all because of the people. Oh wait, you still need to return some calls and emails to your school buddies but you would still ignore it, building upon the awkward wall you’ve built. What we don’t realize is that those strangers have suddenly become more important to us, we find more comfort in their company and the people we thought would stay forever have become secondary.

Time changed and so did people. Not just priorities but after a certain time, it’s not even the same feeling talking to the same person who was your closest bud someday. But we figure things out. Somehow, we find new people and see the friend we needed in these strangers or seclude ourselves in our little world of happiness, discovering ourselves and the things we love. Solitude becomes an indulgence and people secondary but we still manage to live with it and relish the happiness within. We learn so much in time that these little reflections narrate our own untold story.

So coming back to the graffiti, I saw certain names written in it, some odd 10-15 names. Surprisingly, except three, all of them stood by. It hasn't been too long but we managed to stick to each other even through those rough patches when I could only see the end. So when people change drastically and you might lose out on finding the right ones, some would stay. And with unusual and introspective days like these, you might wish to go back to those old pictures and go all nostalgic, with smiling tears. I've known that people who want to stay in your life always find a way. So you can happily picture yourself walking down the aisle, with your best man or bridesmaids hailing with tears in their eyes on your happiest day, for all you know, you've already found your bridesmaids! :)