It’s been days since I wrote last…. Sometime in May. Not my fault exactly, I have been keeping really busy all this while (the work was kind of futile though). So today is the day! But now I am wondering what to write about, as most of the issues I would have cherished to pore over have already been sheltered by those who had ‘that’ time.
Okay, I’ve got it! I’ll tell you about someone I thought was very close to my heart, someone I trusted the way a newborn would be sure about only the best from his mother, someone I made my sounding board. And someone who backstabbed me! Exactly the way that newborn, after growing into a successful man (thanks to his mother’s years of dedication showered on him), would one fine day abandon ship his mother has been sailing throughout her life, for the huge sake of ‘moving on’ in life. If you are thinking this ‘someone’ to be a lover (boyfriend, to be precise), it’s not your fault; I have outlined it in a way anyone would confuse it for a boyfriend. To cut the long story short, it is a friend sans ‘boy’.
Yes, a friend indeed…but with strictly a tag – ‘not in need’! She talked, she exchanged secrets, she fought, she reconciled. She again talked, she again exchanged secrets, she again fought, she again reconciled. And this ‘looking back’ was always there...to relive the same moments over and over. I could never realize I was playing a fool. I believed her every time she tried to bridge the differences. And I never had an idea I was digging my own grave.
Well, now that you know it’s a girl – who, masking as a true friend, turned out to be a real fiend – let me not go into the curtain-rising via telling what she is called by everyone (of course, I have a new name to address her now). Anyway, let’s get back to the days that have given me a chance to remove that mask off her face – the beginning. Had I not stretched my hand towards her for a friendship (yes, I approached her first), I wouldn’t have been talking to you at this moment (thanks but no thanks).
The formal gesture graduated to a great bond (a so-called one) between us and that eventually went on to be called a non-separable pair (do I need to re-mention her regular attempts to set things back to normal after every clash?). While I was under impression she was a gift from God, I let her read every single line from my life-book; she reciprocated. That I later got to know she lied every time is a yet another stab altogether!
One more fight and I settled on never to let her sway me into a yet another ‘fresh’ start (I wish I really could live up to my words).
She convinced me one more time and I simply couldn’t help being entrapped…this time, to witness the worst!
And one day…when I was unaware of her tactics pre-planned in her mind…her ‘real’ identity was disclosed to me…stab, stab, stab! She had been betraying not only me, but also the word ‘friend’. Trespassed all the borders in conning me, she went on and on to wear the guts on her sleeve of still showing she was a great friend!
When all is said and done, let’s not go into the ugly-layered details of what actually happened to twist and turn the whole story. Just check and make certain you are not surrounded by any such fiend in the disguise of a friend….
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