‘Jug’ of my life – #DearZindagi

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Activity Theme: Blog about your ‘Jug’ and share with us the true essence of friendship.

Friendship is about finding people who are your kind of crazy. 15years! It’s crazy that it’s been that long, by the way K and I have been friends for. We met when I was in college. I made friends who were very different from me but K has been that one who brought out the best in me. Our friendship did not begin in hours or even months to be broken easily. It is here to stay eternally. We have stood loyal that has been the hallmark of our friendship. He never rat me out with others without showing his loyalty to me first. He has been never been afraid to say to the world that I am the best. He is always proud of me ahead of every other person. He gave his heartfelt compliments and this I will never forget. Many others doubted my ability and my actions but K never did it. He believed in me, that I could make anything possible and I did because of his motivation. He believed in me, yes! And made sure I succeeded. I don’t know what I would do without him. He is always straight with me and can make me laugh hysterically. Everyone should have someone like him in their life.

It sounds like a simple task, but very few people are as attentive as K to sit with me while I speak, and he follows all my words, and waits until I finish before responding. He knows every embarrassing thing that has happened to me, and I know every weird thing about him. I never hesitate to tell him something, because I know he will take it to his grave.  Sometimes we both need is eye contact to communicate. I just need to give him ‘that look’ and he’ll know exactly what I’m thinking. He has seen me at my worst, when my heart was broken, it was the worst of times. I wasn’t myself, luckily he recognized that. We hang out for days on end and never get sick of each other, each day is like an awesome new adventure. The fact is we live in different directions of the country, (I am in South and K is in the West) we don’t get many chances to meet, but when we meet, it is always the feeling of we had never left each other. I know that I can call him at any hour to cry out my issues. As we get older, birthdays seem to feel less important and more obsolete, but K makes my birthday a national holiday and a big deal.  Sometimes life sucks. But it sucks a hell of a lot less with K by my side, telling me everything is somehow going to be okay. For all the times he wiped the tears from my cheeks, no words were needed, because I knew what he wanted to say. When things in my life are going great, my ‘jug’ my best friend K is the first person ready to celebrate. He is never jealous, or envious of the things I’ve worked hard for. In fact, sometimes it seems like he is more excited than me.  K is not just a friend to me, he is my soul friend — the type of person who changes someone’s life, who makes everything that much better. We know of each other’s insecurities, goals, shortcomings, dreams and achievements. We pick each other up and keep reminding the other that we’re not alone.

*One million memories
*Ten thousand inside jokes
*One hundred shared secrets
*One reason
*BEST FRIENDS are K and Me*

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2 thoughts on “‘Jug’ of my life – #DearZindagi

  1. It’s not everyone who is blessed to have a friend. If you have a friend with whom you can share everything “weird” with confidence you know you are the blessed one. She has seen me in my college days, when I was a geeky looking lanky fellow to the best of my days when I was a globe trotter to bankrupt to starting my career again at the age when all of my classmates were at the GM level. She has been with me during my best of the times and also the worst. She has been angry with my lifestyle and appreciative of my choices, but one thing I can say, she has never thought of breaking that friendship.

    Because of the geographical distance “that one look” is not as much possible as it was earlier, but a slight dip in the voice during our calls, a single misplaced comma in the tweets reveals that there is something going on with the others life, be it happy or “not happy”. We celebrate the happy moments together from different cities, we even celebrate the “Not happy” moments together keeping in view that those moments will end and will give us some learning.

    Your success is my success and your challenges are also mine. How can I be ever jealous or envy from my own success. Isn’t it that I am inviting bad Karma in doing so?

    Thanks for being there for me in the worst of the time and the best of the time. You always heard my stupid hypothesis, my weird theories, my out of the league thinking. Thanks for encouraging me and most of the time pulling me back to reality. I will always be grateful to the God that He has provided me a chance to call you a “Friend”.

Yes, I like when you write to me.