The first Sunday of August, as most of our generation would know is celebrated world over as friendship day. Like most of us I too wished almost all my friends a happy friendship day and thanked them for being there in my life. Their presence has undoubtedly taught me a lot and their support in the various ups and downs has been of utmost importance.
But among all my friends, there was someone who I forgot to wish, or better put it as deliberately did not wish. It is not that we were not close enough so as it was easy to ignore the person simply, but things somehow turned out in such a manner that I could not bring myself to forget and forgive all that had transpired, and truth being told not wishing hurt me much more than letting go would have.
There is one question that has been eating me up, being whether this was the first and the last friendship day that I did not wish that someone or whether there are going to be several others over the years which would pass without my not taking any attempts to go forward and reconciliate. People might mistake this to be the result of my highly inflated ego (which God knows I do possess), but fact being, it is not so. I for one am ready to go back if only the other person takes the first step (for everyone gets tired of doing that at some point or the other).
Situations keep changing, but the sentiments that are attached with someone do not alter as drastically. I might have been hurt in the process, but if you ask me, I wouldn't like to go back in time and obliterate that part when we came to know each other, started talking and subsequently became friends. Things might never turn round to the way they had been…but that would never mean that the person would be any less important to me; not now not ever. Quoting Severus Snape (an all time favourite character from the Harry Potter series) “After all this time? Always”
