My friend..

26 Mar

“Nobody likes being alone that much. I don’t go out of my way to make friends, that’s all. It just leads to disappointment. ”

―  Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood 

I had written few days earlier want to go back to relationships. The universe seemed to reciprocate almost instantaneously and he called. I was happy to hear from a friend whom last met few years ago. Anil my friend works with government and we were friends twenty three years ago. He was was my first friend in University. A reader with fine sense of logic and knowledge. He was meant for more. I went to meet my friend in a government guest house. Although we had met few years ago in a function , this is the first real conversation had since 1995. I asked about family and children. We got into a conversation about his daughters interest in robotics and was pleasantly surprised about the child’s depth of interest. She already had made a working prototype of drone and won few international competitions. Amazon listening? I listened and watched as my friend showed me videos of the child and drone on the phone. I was deeply fascinated. I Congratulated my friend on the child’s achievements and wonderful upbringing my friend has given his children. He asked about me? Me have no family of own mumbled sheepishly..

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My friend is a officer and a gentlemen. True to his nature he was reading ” Blood Oil” by Leif Wenar. He picked it from airport he told me. I could only smile and remembered my past. We spoke about his experiences in the government. I was very happy to speak to my friend. I realised how much life has changed and how different the path has been, for me too once upon a time like my friend was on a journey..

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I had gone to office on Good friday , when my friend called and we had a very pleasant fascinating conversation about children, robotics, oil economy and music. Sometimes the sweetest songs come from metal groups,  so love for children can come from single people like me 🙂

I visit hospital on weekends. I wonder when I get old or sick who will come with me or look after me…

I think children and family are a blessing. Will I get there, let us hope so..

This for my friend Anil!  The Universe does listen then  and thoughts create destiny….

Love, Suresh

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