Friendship cycle

We met one day in primary school
Both brand new and so uncool
I can’t remember how we started to chat
But not much later, there was no stopping that
We played games and studied hard
Went to birthday parties and played in your yard
We had a sleepover and played with your dolls
And shared several secrets within your four walls
Then one day, I had to say goodbye
We promised to write as we both began to cry
We exchanged a few letters with details galore
But within a year, there weren’t any more

We met one day as I moved to your school
We were in grade six and I thought you were cool
I asked to be your best friend and you said yes
Together we navigated high school stress
We made fun of our teachers and dreamt of boys
Got into trouble for making too much noise
We had a soft spot for cricket and cricketers too
Never did I once think we’d have to bid adieu
One fine day due my lack of tact
With an honest comment, our friendship cracked
Some years later we made up again
But different life choices, took us on separate lanes

We met one day on two sides of the fence
Our initial meeting was a little bit tense
While you were twelve months younger than me
We found several things on which we did agree
Different schools didn’t matter as each evening we’d play
From age ten, hide and seek, cricket and a wide array
In our late teens, we’d talk about our dreams
Of living Down Under to meet our favourite cricket team
In spite of all the talks about our future lives
You assumed to my first boyfriend here, I should become a wife
With that we had our first fight and our very last
From there on our friendship became a thing of the past

We met one day in our college in the city
We weren’t very hip, nor were we witty
You lived in a hostel as you’d come from afar
It was you I went with to my first ever bar
Three years into it, you began to change
You got in with the cool crowd and started acting strange
We’d chosen different majors but you’d still call at night
Talking of your boyfriends or your most recent fight
You once called me your shit-pot as I’d always lend an ear
But whenever I needed you, you’d just disappear
The end of college was the cue to tell you goodbye
But it took leaving the country to completely break our ties

We met one day at uni, on our very first day
Though budding psychs we were, we still found time to play
We helped each other by staying up through the night
You preferred talking to texting, much to my delight
On graduating we continued to speak every week
Meeting for dinners and forming our little clique
Things began to change when you found someone to love
While I was still your friend, he took the spot above
We met less often as your weekends were for him
I recently single, spent my time at the gym
Now you are married with babies in your sights
I can see our friendship changing as we scale different heights

(c) Sanch V @ Sanch Writes (3 December 2016)

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  • Reema D'souza
    3 December 2016 at 9:40 pm

    I could relate to this a lot! The different friendships at the different stages of our lives are so different but essential. Loved the poem.
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    • Sanch, the writer
      4 December 2016 at 7:46 am

      Thanks Reema…friendships do change a fair bit as we go through life.

  • Maliny
    4 December 2016 at 11:17 am

    Poignant poem. I was reminded of my friends back in school who were dear to me then, but are of no significance now because of the simple fact that we are not in each other’s lives. This is a tale of many, Sanch.

    • Sanch, the writer
      5 December 2016 at 7:08 pm

      Times change as do people, don’t they. It’s sad but I think I’m slowly learning to come to terms with it.

  • Pratikshya Mishra
    4 December 2016 at 1:01 pm

    Change demands moving on with life… friendships change too.. i miss my school friends but i know nothing about their present lives.. lost much of the contact….
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    • Sanch, the writer
      5 December 2016 at 9:13 pm

      Yeah I know what you mean. I still am in touch with a couple of school friends and a couple of college friends but things do change…

  • Parul Thakur
    4 December 2016 at 6:57 pm

    This is beautiful, Sanch and very real. I have seen many friendships fade away with love, family and children. And sometimes I think it is only right that priorities change things and that people move on. On the other hand, sometimes I think if a girl would know how to stick to a friend and still be in love, and have a family. It’s sure possible.
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    • Sanch, the writer
      7 December 2016 at 8:22 pm

      I do agree that it shouldn’t be hard for women to maintain friendships in spite of family and other commitments…but the sad reality is that it changes more so because of lack of things in common I suppose.

  • Alicia O'Brien
    12 December 2016 at 9:11 am

    I think I had the same dreams about cricket teams when I was a teenager 🙂
    Friendships come and go, change, but at least I had them in my life 🙂
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    • Sanch, the writer
      12 December 2016 at 7:32 pm

      I like your take on it Alicia — some last a season and that’s okay 🙂