Hundreds and Thousands

Just that... hundreds and thousands... So many people in the world. Each, a different color. And how they all mingle to make this world the place it is. And out of those hundreds and thousands, some forces of Nature conspire together, to make us meet the ones we do in our life.

Take friends for instance. The greatest sweeteners in human life. As a child, I have been moving, from one city to another. In the process, I have lost a lot of friends, primarily because there was no Facebook back then, where you add people you have just met for five minutes or less. And then I grew up. Suddenly, just "staying in the same colony" wasn't a fit-enough criterion to make friends. I had "a mind of my own", something that people develop in their teenage years (can safely call it that, now that I am well beyond that phase!). And so, my friends would be people who the "mind-of-my-own" would like. Needless to say, the numbers saw a marked decrease (Quality v/s Quantity would be a sad one to debate on!). The ones that made-it-to-the-list were carefully chosen, the ones I cherished the most, the ones who understood me and still loved me no matter what flaws I had. Opened my heart out to some, shut out all others- fearing hurt and a lot of other things that I didn't have to worry about as a kid.
And then all hell broke loose! Differences, dissimilarities, and the madness that followed!


What was I thinking when I opened up to the Chosen-Ones? That life is static? People shall never change? Situations wouldn't get the better of us? Which world was I in?

Life is NOT static. As most people realize early. (I do not happen to be in THAT list!) Things change. People change. Some stay, others leave, and yet others walk in and out, off and on. It's one of those things that is going to happen repeatedly. And today, as a new realization dawns on me, I wonder, does "Forever" mean anything? Best Friends Forever? Really?

Making and losing friends is a long, really long learning process. It sucks to learn it, but we are hardly offered a choice. And I still feel unready to learn and assimilate most of the lessons that are being taught.


Couldn't help wishing, that out of the hundreds and thousands that we meet, the important ones would just stay... stay the same, stay together. That is a pretty picture. Just like how these hundreds-and-thousands look. Different, yet together.