The Predicament of More than Friendship!!

Remember, that awkward (read all weather) friendship that you had with the girl/boy in high school, which became a fuel for gossip. Make no ‘Miss-take’, I am not talking about the guys became ‘Bro’s’ & girls became ‘Sis’ with. The predicament of more than friendship is that it happens and leaves you between the rock and a hard place. However, a few rebels find the experience comparable to the weekend trip to the Hard Rock café, flirting with the idea of more than friendship with a blessed minority everybody wants to be more than friends with and they, not interested.

  More than Friendship is believed to be a feasible solution only when certain criterion is met i.e. an equality where the girl is equally interested in the boy and invalid for all other situations. However, since more than friendship function is basically a summation, the equation should remain necessarily valid for all inequality cases. So, the result of the function should be friendship in these cases rather than a slow and gradual death of friendship which unfortunately is the case most of the times.

  More than Friendship is also misunderstood as an unexplained phenomenon where the sum of parts when tried to strengthen even more, leads to the collapse of the whole building. Structurally speaking, the likelihood of that happening is an impossible event. The only explanation to its occurrence could be weak foundations. The argument in defense of this irrational approach is gaining ground and has lead to confrontation between the residents of the Friends-land and their ability to coexist. In the name of ‘space’, we keep looking for mental cramp/camp. However, what underlie this human behavior are its insecurity and thus the urge to grab more land in the name of personal/breathing space, ending up encroaching on others. Widening our mental horizons is pushed to a corner by this imperialist expanse and as historic unplanned development stands witness to, prefer separate buildings each for club, gym etc. But then things began becoming complex with time, the more they were separated, the more they got entangled. 

  

   A constant fear of being left alone in the maze of the world makes us keep things separate so that in case of untoward events, we have people to fall back upon. And thus mushrooms, multiple small units of dwelling in blatant disregard of safety norms awaiting an emotional shake that will raze all of them to ground. Dwelling units, dotting the landscape all over, eating up the green space and slowly suffocating to death its residents.  In admiration of the enigma associated with a pack of cards standing in triangle formation,  we overlook the fact that someday it will suffer a setback, that will collapse it to the ground, and that too like a pack of cards.

    Man’s fantasy with basics of chemistry has him fixated and turns a blind eye to the civil engineering that lies beyond. One of the many ways to define love is in terms of chemical reactions and that’s the reason why chemistry tuition have always been a mystery for parents and had catalyst like properties for kindling love. The tricky part being, there is always a displacement reaction or environmental conditions that will break the bond of love you thought was unbreakable. And that happens due to a highly attractive Mr./Ms. ‘Awesome/Amazing’,  either on exposure or under impression of fictional novels. Thus there is a need to take ‘love’ ahead of the +2 standards to a Civil Engineers lab. Even though I am not entitled to or qualified  in that area, I assure you that it won’t be a blunder if I traverse into this unknown territory. It cannot move far beyond chemistry as the largest of structures owe their strength to the properties of elements they are composed of.   

      As in building any structure, we need to clear the ground first and then lay the foundations, the foundations of faith and trust.  Then we let the wall of friendship take shape over it. You build it putting one brick a day, and it’s a possibility with all the explanations, to sometimes fall in love with the structure. You start liking the structure, though its only a wall, but to you it becomes the finest work of architecture. To save it from the evil forces of nature, like any sane man or women would do, you try to cement it with the plaster of love. And roaring come the bulldozers of moral municipality, trespassing your property, razing it to the ground and it does not stop at that. You can't even complain. Their act is legitimized by the universal penal code of morality, society and all those words ending in 'ity'. The worst part is that the friend is always a party to this razing down of the playing field.

     Thus, more than friendship is like the goodies that comes along free, in festive season. The marketer may be hopelessly optimistic and keep the offer running for certain regions which do not fall for a higher end, upgraded product or in the promises it makes .The general line of thinking is that everybody who gives goodies is cheating or the product being offered is of cheap quality. If one does not want the goodies  fine !, someday some honey will find it a value for their money . But the complete refusal to buy shatters the imagination of the advertiser into tiny little pieces which can’t be pasted together by even Fevi-stick. No doubt, the marketer wants to sell but ignoring all his promotion and advertisement shall someday make him exit the market or worse shut shop altogether and its not a good thing for the overall market. The promotion will always say ‘Take me Home’ and it up to the buyer to decide whether they have space in their heart/house for it. The advertiser can’t and should not be brought to the book for having tried.

    When I look back from where and how it began, ‘The predicament of More than Friendship’ has run its course and has taken a very long and arduous course. It survived many checks and dams, fell from falls and still survived and its time now to say goodbye. Oh no !!, don’t you think that this river is going to die by calling it a day in some bay. This river was meant to join the purest and holiest of them all, with or without her permission, today or tomorrow or the day after. No matter how long it takes and where it takes it, its destined for it and shall wait for the terrain/moment that encourages/allows its merger or acquisition. Selfish as it may sound and as I am, my intentions are loud and clear, to be associated and bond with the sacred of them all and achieve instant God-ness.

    By no means, The Predicament of More than Friendship’ is a testament on the burning issue which had my fingers burnt more than once, but it certainly is my testimony and I stand by it !!