If I could change things...

I am worried for my friend.

She’s been my best buddy since, what, almost ten years.

I remember, the first day at college, the eleventh standard that is. I got through this school, which was supposed to be the best school then, all crème students of the city were part of the school.

Before you start flattering me, as to how bright I was to have made it to this school, I must tell you that it was not my fault at all, the selection panel is to be blamed. I, on the contrary was a round faced, overweighed, unconfident creature, with heavy black glasses and oiled hair, riding on a blue Atlas Goldline Super. Not many were interested in making friendship with me, due to my uninviting personality…I mean not even the girls, forget the men.

I don’t exactly remember how we met, but I do remember that she was the only one I found myself comfortable with…and till date we make the best of friends. She has been there with me thick and thin, though I can’t bet on if I reciprocated the same, I had always been the selfish one. A wonderful person, a great listener, very humble and a go getter. I am completely in awe of her.

Never did I ever think that I would suspect her decisions. I don’t want her to hurt herself. How wish I could help her see some reason. But I can’t, I know.

The most experienced and composed people tend to turn into mere fools. Love actually makes you do strange things; you tend to do things which OTHERWISE you wouldn’t have…because at times like this, you tend to see the world with colored glasses, conveniently ignoring the harsh realities that lie beneath. And when the realities come out in the open to challenge you, the world comes crashing down on you… and all you are left wondering, is how you could have been such a fool. The loss is too much to handle, you lose your innocence, your confidence, the ability to trust people…and all you get is the ghost of the past haunting you all the time.

I wish I could save her from this, since I already see the future which she can’t. I will be happy if she proves me wrong, and see her living happily, and proud of her decisions.

As they say, if you make mistakes in life, God also makes sure you have the capability to bear the consequences. But wish I could change things...

Neverthess, I hope, I am there for her when she needs me.