Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Friendship

My blog says one not to cry because it's over but instead smile because it happened. It is really like the eternal question, would you have loved and lost or never have loved at all? But could it be, just for a moment, that it could also work in reverse mode; smile because it's over and cry because it happened. Hmmmm yes it definitely could. It would be a swell idea on how to close nasty experiences of the past.... just smile because they are over and they would really be over and done with. But it's not that simple. A man said to me once, a total foreigner, a total drunk, in a totally London pub, "Never marry the one you love, marry the one who loves you, and keep your special person in your heart. That way you will never get hurt." And as drunk as he may have been, it made so much sense. Sense, that is if you're on a journey of being bitter. But somehow I'm not bitter. And well, should I really go about life on a drunkard's-based opinion? Of course not, that would take my (he's mine all mine) Austen's Mr. Darcy away, and shove Sex and the City's delirious Mr. Big down the drain. And I cannot do that. Because Mr. Big belongs to me, totally. He is the one who offers challenges, has a great smile, and.... makes me swoon in that little world of make believe-cum-real. And although Mr. Big keeps screwing up (because he's a real person you see), I still keep on loving him!!! Because we are mortals and we all make mistakes. and we (or at least I) love making up because of a lot of bonuses which I cannot mention here seeing it's about to go onto the world wide web uncensored.

The way we conduct our relationships, be they with lovers, friends and cats and dogs, says a lot. Are we ready to kiss and make up? Yes. Then are we ready to bury the hatchet and call a truce? Yes we should. Because remembering a good friend who screwed up just once in the pool of humankind is my choice. Does a just once overshadow the loads of others? It shouldn't. And we maybe have no choice whom to love, but we do have a choice as in whom to hate. And hate is boring, and not good for cellulite either because it can get to oversaturates in the same way fat hits our 30 something bodies. Forgiving is a liberation. You know you still are in the pool, and you're winning, not just by letting things go, but by laying a particular experience to rest. It might have hurt a whole lot in the past, but the past is simply history and now is now. Should we learn from our past? Well there are people who do, and people who don't. The choice is being bitter against being free. And I choose freedom.