A Letter from the Past

Sally once said in her reply to me that it takes a long time to find true friends. By that I think she meant friends who would be there for me through good and bad. Someone who would understand me and tell me sincerely that I have done wrong. Telling me because he or she cares and not out of jealousy or envy. Telling me not because she wants me to mirror her. Someone who is not there to take advantage of me. Misunderstandings only tighten the ties of friendship. To have such bonding and trust it takes much hardwork and unconditional sharing. It is indeed time consuming.

Whether one is a friend will only be put to a test when a tragery occurs, sad to say. Many things need to happen before one can call another a True friend. It is not as simple as cracking a few silly jokes to making everyone laugh. Of course the initial likings must be there but it is the route after the hugs and kisses that determines where and how far we can go.

I received a hand written letter from an old friend. We went to Law School together. There is much history that built what we have today. Someone whom I feel her raging sincerity. We have experienced happy times and cried many angry tears. I had been foolish and she had been childish. But now I feel deep down that there is something "special" between us. Maybe this is the friendship which Sally said that took years to construct.

At times we tend to undermine the wisdom of another person. More so by someone who is much older than us. However I suppose I can retaliate out of pride and foolishness. But as I grow older and learn more; words of the elder always seem to come true, and it puts my retaliation to shame.