“Friendship is unnecessary,” C.S. Lewis wrote, “like philosophy, like art, like the universe itself… it has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.”

Not all your friends and followers on facebook, instagram and twitter will attend your funeral or even care to shed a teardrop on your passing away!

Friendship cannot be ordinary. It’s a luxury.

Friendship, my friend is like falling in love with this one person. Symbiotic, unconditional, heavy to fathom, heavenly to have.

Not many care to acknowledge but genuine friends and for-real friendships is a celebration of happiness but such equally is the sadness too. Matter of fact, friendships without shared despair and compassion is dubious.

Friendship is an uncomfortable, shameless, unfiltered exchange of words and at times interjected with awkward silences too. It’s about earning trust, fecking judgements, cultivating loyalty, comforting the other, helping one another and more important of all — growing together.

Friendship with all sincerity is about less and less screen time and more about melting conversations; about respecting differences and rejoicing shared values. It’s not some voodoo crap, you’ll very much know it in your blood and bones when you’ve made this special bond with someone truly amazing. They can be your own parents, siblings, cousins, boyfriend, girlfriends, classmates, colleagues, any human and even non-humans for example your pets.

Never mistake friendship for people you dance, party, walk, tour, eat, drink, and laugh with. Friendship goes way deeper than that; it begets from being truly grateful for having found each other and cherish such commotions for as long as the two live. Simply put, honest friendship is merely about just being there and caring enough.

Personally the revealing realization of true friendship occurred to me when i had butterflies all over my stomach and the restless beatings of heart — budump! budump! budump! along with nauseating feeling of out of breathe whenever I was meeting my friends (including my own brother and a sister) in the airport.

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A friend is one less arsehole in life. And of course, without a shred of doubt, f.r.i.e.n.d.s.h.i.p is the most rewarding, rare expedition for a lifetime but sadly only for a lucky few.

Now that you know about friendship, briefly, we can conclusively say :-

Friends are forever पासा।

And, Friendship is एउटा मिठो कथा।

Finally, on a departing note, I’d like to end with Seneca’s noble reason for forming a friendship, wherein he says,

For what purpose, then, do I make a man my friend? In order to have someone for whom I may die, whom I may follow into exile, against whose death I may stake my own life, and pay the pledge, too.

Seneca

That’s friendship!