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My Childhood Friend Essay

For the longest time, I was only able to get the supporting role in life. And though you may be thinking, “I didn’t know Safa was an actress," well, I’m not. I literally mean that I always focused on helping others and making them happy for the first 13 years of my life. As the years passed, nothing of significance appeared to stand out in my memories, only glimpses of amusement parks and birthday parties.

Perhaps it was because my long-term memory is weak, or maybe those years were blurry because I didn't focus on myself. When I looked at others, I even saw them as bystanders in their own stories. Other friends tell me that they remember most of their childhood adventures clearly, but I can't say the same because my brain didn't mark my childhood as something that I played a significant role in.

Thankfully, I can tell you that every moment of the last three years is crystal clear because of the precious friends I've made in high school, especially my five best friends. These girls have given me the motivation to become a better person for myself and for others. I used to want to live a "normal" life and only engage in necessary activities but nowadays, I find myself wanting to do more, to do things that I'm interested in and wanting to invest myself in.

When I was younger, I loved writing about anything, and I even won second place in the Reflections Contest in middle school. This year, I joined Odyssey because I wanted to revive the girl who always passionately transferred her words to paper, regardless of the topic. I've started reading books for my enjoyment again, rather than simply for school assignments. A few days ago, I picked up "Coma" by Robin Cooke because I hadn't picked up a medical thriller (my favorite genre) since seventh grade.

There are so many more little things that I've begun to do that bring me joy in the midst of my overwhelming exams and assignments, all thanks to my supportive friends who inspire me and remind me that it's okay to indulge in myself.

Neha writes beautiful stories for her growing fan-base on Tumblr (I'm her #1 fan).

Divya is a devoted gamer and watches true crime shows.

Michelle uses her marvelous looks and brain to ace math competitions (she isn't a nerd, so get that stereotypical image out of your head).

Tiffany creates amazing digital art and equally amazing paintings (I take pictures of every one of her exhibitions in school).

And Emily does covers on YouTube with her lovely honey voice (I'm also her #1 fan).

Seeing them find time for the things that make them happy motivates me to do the same.

The friend who played the largest part in encouraging me to find myself was the one I made on the first day of ninth grade: Neha Satish. I will always remember those awkward but heartwarming five minutes for the rest of my life. Neha and I were both from different middle schools that didn't feed into our high school, so we didn't know anyone. We had noticed each other in first period, and we had seen each other again during lunch. My dad had come to the front lobby to pick me up at the end of the day, and Neha happened to be passing by to go to her car, too. She suddenly stopped in front of me.

“Do you want to eat lunch together tomorrow?” she asked.

I was startled to say the least, yet I was also elated. And so began our beautiful friendship. Neha knows me more than I know myself. I tell her my secrets and worries, and in return, she provides me with encouragement and comfort. Sometimes, we're the exact same person, and sometimes, we're polar opposites.

I used to be very cautious about my opinions around other people because I didn't want to hurt their feelings or cause disagreements. However, Neha and I have so many different views that we share without triggering each other. She taught me to think that my thoughts and opinions were valuable.

When anyone asks me who my role model is, I would tell them it's Neha Satish (so are you, Mom; don't freak out). Neha is a strong, loyal and reliable friend. She isn't afraid to pursue what she wants, and she knows how to make herself happy. This girl never runs out of motivational quips that always have me drowning in tears and gratitude. Without her, I would still be focused on making others happy and supporting them instead of myself.

When I told her that I wanted to start living a better life for myself, she promised me that she would help me through every step of the way and that she would make sure her shoulder was nearby when I needed someone to lean on. And finally, that she would support my every decision.

To this day, she has never broken that promise.

Must admit that, I am one of the lucky ones who is chosen by God as if, to have good and earnest friends. I have quite a few good and real friends who love me and are proud of me but the one and only one of them, dearest to me is my friend Rohit.

Rohit is in my class and in the same school that is Delhi Public School, Mathura Road. The pleasure I get when I am with him or even when I just see him is immense. I do not understand how, when I am with Rohit my worries fly off I don't know how and where, only God knows.

When I am with Rohit my happiness increases manifold, and I feel as though the world is in my arms and why this happens I just cannot tell as, I myself do not know or understand. I only know that, the feelings I experience when I am with him indicate how much I love him.

I remember when we were both in a lower class, once I told him, "Rohit do not be absent from school without telling me for, without your presence in class I feel very dull and depressed. If you do not come to school I feel as though there is nothing in school and I also want to leave it and go away.

In your absence, there appears to be an absolute vacuum in the school, the huge area seems to be devoid of life though there are a thousand and odd children in it." These were my childhood expressions and even today, I feel the same for him. On the other hand, once I remember two months ago, when I went out of town with my family for a fortnight, Rohit fell ill and in his weakest moments he would call for me.

This shows that, the intensity of feelings is the same on both sides, and this I'm sure is a sure indicator of true love and friendship, and as if we are two bodies with one soul.

This is the status of my friend Rohit in my life, he is as if, my very breath and keeps me alive. He is my adviser and guide in all my decisions because, I feel he is more mature than me, and understands problems more easily than me. Whenever I do something wrong he very frankly and openly tells me, "Atul this is wrong do not repeat it." He loves me inspite of all my shortcomings and does not make fun of them. Instead, he helps me to overcome them as far as I can.

Whenever I want help of any kind, he is always ready at hand without a frown. We study together, we play together and have fun together and to a great extent our likes and dislikes are similar. Our friendship is often a source of jealousy to other students of our class and even the school. Our friendship is well known throughout the school, and, many a time, boys have tried their level best to separate us.

They tell all sorts of stories about each one of us to us only, trying to form a wedge between the two of us. However all their attempts were futile and, I think, instead of breaking the friendship such nasty attempts have, and on the contrary strengthened it further.

Thus I can say the friendship has stood all the tests of time, and nothing has succeeded in breaking the bonds of friendship between Rohit and me. Such is the everlasting bond of love of friendship and, I am sure that only a few blessed ones like the two of us have such wonderful luck in getting and making friends.

I am very proud of Rohit and am sure that he will never leave me in any time of need or distress. He is a lovely gift of God to me, and, I do hope and pray that all people have at least one friend like Rohit. He is worth his weight in gold; I of course would not exchange Rohit for all the wealth of the world. This is my friend ROHIT.


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