Sunday, May 22

intermediate compounds

I still wish high school never had to end. I can't even begin to list down the things I miss about school. Maybe it's the new environment here and all, that leads me back to square one. Arriving at this topic more times than is healthy. I don't know.

Some people touch our lives in very meaningful ways, and manage to do so in an alarmingly short period of time. It scares me to think that these people, if circumstances insist we must part ways, will slowly but surely cease to exist in our lives.

We tend to stick with people who find a way into the later part of our lives. This I believe to be true, simply because when we are young, we are constantly on the go. From pursuing further education in another city to getting an internship in another country, landing a stable job possibly on another continent and all the other obligatory stages in between, maintaining previous relationships is no easy job. Distance selfishly does not permit it. Time is another factor. Not seeing each other for too long diminishes even the strongest of relationships. By the end of all that moving around, we would most probably have found a person who complements us perfectly. Likely a person who has been on the same transitional journey towards realizing his/her dreams.

Settling down comes next, then the forging of new bonds with new people in the new place. These are the people who will stay with us the longest, as we'd have found a place in this world and would no longer be packing for someplace else.

Of course we do occasionally bump into old friends. Then comes the small chat at a cafe for an hour or so, and the inevitable, unintentional act of exiting each other's lives again, in the form of a goodbye, unknowingly said in an octave or two higher.

I wish we could select several people we've met along the way and locate them at our last stop so that they can stay in our lives for good.

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