I write this post early because I have my flight to Delhi tomorrow morning, which means that I would have to be up early to get ready for my journey back home (of sorts). Ashoka has become home, I will give it that, and there’s a part of me that wants to run back to its familiar confines, and as a friend put it today, “into her arms” (which I assume means not just her, but my friends in general, but one can never be too sure, I feel). I think there is no better time than now to completely and truly acknowledge my own contradictions, general confusion, and lack of clarity. I have probably never ever in my life been in such a place where everything I know and understand was thrown into jeopardy (or maybe jeopardy is too strong a word, I don’t really know much these days). Also, brownie points for my abysmal grammar in the previous sentence.
But aside from this general state of confusion, I think this break was much-needed. It gave me a space to relax and have fun, be by myself a lot, catch up with old friends and reminisce about times that have long gone past. Which again makes me wonder if my friends at university right now will also grow to become mere acquaintances in the future. Part of the reason why my school friendships turned out this way is that I cut myself off (not very consciously, of course). They had most definitely not seen me at my absolute worsts like my friends at university have. And well, we never got the opportunity to properly bond like I did with my friends at university. A part of me likes to believe that even after university, I shall do my best to stay in touch (and hell, be really good friends, even best friends maybe) with my friends at university. But again, no guarantees right? What is a person to do during these times?
I remember when as a child (teenager—14 ish?), I was obsessed with horoscopes. I would spend hours sometimes, looking up horoscopes for all of my friends, to figure out our friendship compatibilities and see if we were destined to be friends forever. Well, that evidently worked out really well because none of the things on those websites actually came true. But the time I read them, I remember feeling elated when I realised that I could relate to a lot of what was being said. For example, it would say, “The x and the y are two opposite signs and hence complement each other very well to form a deep, connected friendship once they look past their differences.” Looking at it now, I realise how absolutely generic that statement is, of course people form deep friendships by looking at the differences and accepting them and continuing to invest their time in that relationship. But anyway, I would think about how my friend and I were actually quite opposite to each other and how we had our issues in the beginning but how now we were past that and were destined to have a deeply fulfilling friendship. We had a fall out around that time and well, it was both of our faults but at the time, I only remember the crippling feeling of being betrayed.
Nevertheless, I think one of the stupid things I did over the break (a guilty pleasure, if you will), was google the sun signs of all my friends at university and check friendship compatibilities. Turns out, they are all absolutely wonderful (even better than the ones from school) and so, I am doubly worried now because I always felt like I jinxed my own friendships because of this completely useless exercise. Guilty pleasures have become guilty banes of my existence and i have no one to blame but myself. Of course, I can always tell myself that it is all nothing but a big basket of horse-poop and call it a day, but I know that it shall continue to haunt my mind for a long time. I don’t want these friendships to end because I could not employ the smallest amount of self-discipline. I already feel like this break and being away from campus has made my friends forget about me and there’s a fear that they will find a life without me in it to be much better than one with me present in it. I will make it through these perilous and dark times, won’t I?
And that’s my memory for the day.