F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

When you see a heading like that you would know for sure that I am going to talk about friends or may be friendship in general. Well, for once, you ought to get your knuckles cracked for this wrong guess :). No, I am not going to be talking about my friends but, for a change, I want to mention the different types of friends I have.

I come across a lot of people every day and have been doing so for the past 23 conscious years of mu life. When I meet people, there is a natural filtering process that runs within me which picks people I would want to meet again and be friends with. My choice is what I call it and it’s a need based choice. I don’t have a zillion friends and to be very honest I don’t think all my facebook or orkut contacts are my DEAREST friends, but there are some hand-picked earthlings, filtered by need and type.

There are friends whom I need when I am happy or when I want to have fun. These constitute “the gang”. These are people whom I feel are pretty happy themselves. The beautiful people, the funny people, the beautiful and funny people (that’s a rarity thou....).

Then there are the social friends. The term “social” has one and only one definition here, the “social drinkers”. These are the gang also called as the “Friday Friends”. These are the people who call me only during fridays or whom I call only during fridays (that’s the party time...:)), dutch the drinks, and forget each other the next morning, only to remember again next Friday :).

This next category may sound a li’l unusual to you and would lead you to think that I’m trying to blow my own horns here, but I’ve had a category of friends called as the “fan friends”. They pose as your biggest fans while you’re on a roll. They love absolutely anything you say or do. Yes, I’ve had such friends too , but then, they are far and few and never stay long. :)

Then there is this category of beautiful women, who are nothing but beautiful and... beautiful only. This, to my knowledge and experience so far has been the rarest category of friends I’ve had. They are the “arm candy”.

Arm Candies apart, there are the good women. By good I mean, good to me. The women who would sit next to me and listen to my endless sad stories of life... :). They are more of a shoulder to cry on than anything else. These women friends, I am whole-heartedly grateful to for having tolerated me.

And at the end of it all, there are people, who fall into most or all of these groups and are the best things to have happened to me in my life. Men and women alike, who have had an impact in my life in one way or another, whom I have learnt from, whom I have shared with, whom I have laughed and cried with. For all of you, I am blessed that I have you in my life.

But hey, I’m not claiming that this is where the list ends. I have a long way to go, a long and interesting life to live, lots of people to meet and lots and lots to friends to make. So the list shall grow and praying so, God Bless..!!