"Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans" John Lennon

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Strangers


How to create friendships when even the old ones are withered? How to have new immemorial moments, deep conversations late in the night, when the dearest people of my life suddenly seem to be so far away?
Yesterday i had a name for all the expressions on the familiar faces but today they are too strange to recognize. When i look at those people i would like to ask "Who are you? Have we met before?" I don't even know if i like these new faceless ghosts around me. But i know i miss the comforting smile that threw a light on me always when i was afraid of darkness.
I have a hapless feeling that the only people who i worried about and who worried about me will always be strangers. And i will always be a stranger for them. We will always walk side by side but it means we can never come across.

7 Comments:

Blogger Mariana said...

Oh dear, i feel this about my mom, sometimes i don't know if I know her, and I guess she don't know me.
Right now all I need is a change, and I am doing it!
Oh soon ylakiventie will be my new adress!
I can't believe!

10:55 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Some of the friends are like the old Banyan tree always there to give us the shade ...others like the falling autmn leaves....withering away just to be replaced by a new a more beautiful leaf....
So some1 might be gone u'll always ve a dearer friend to care n share

11:18 PM

 
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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Friendship is very twosided thing: it can be fragile and solid at the same time. We have to be careful with it....

"We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence."
-Joseph Roux

(It's me, Eliya (Jane) :)

5:37 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think every emotional thing is like that but also depends on how u define emotions itself. u get close u get pain, u push them away u realise they r strangers. sometimes its hard to jus push them away so wot u get is ugly mess caught between expectations and pain caused by tht.. Then there is soulmateness i guess thts beyond this businss, there u don have to worry abt this but then only if u r willing to submit n extract from one person n only one person.

10:28 PM

 

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