A Series of Beginnings

Last evening as we were bidding adieu to yet another member of the Club, i was stuck by this thought of how life can be just a series of beginnings. You meet people, have a good time with them... for a period of time, you share every moment of life with each other, and then...just as casually, drift apart, either because you no longer stay in the same place, or don't work in the same department or...whatever the reason.

Have to call them friendships of convenience i think, for want of a better word. This is what most of these 'acquaintances' are...when i want to crib about the boss, conveniently, i have the co-worker's shoulder to cry on, when i want to crib about things at home, i have the friendly neighbor, to whom i can pour my heart out over a cup of coffee...that is all they seem, friendships of convenience. I think it's impossible to sustain enduring friendships in this day and age, when the here and now seem to matter more than anything else.

These friendships have no story to tell, no beginning, middle and happy ending like a blockbuster movie...they seem like random thoughts, random incidents, which were just meant to play only a small part in our lives, yet are somehow very vital in those short bursts that they do exist...

Just a series of beginnings...yet something somehow...