changing bonds.....

life is indeed beautiful!i have lot of reasons to enjoy it!!friendshipbeing foremost!
As a girl of 16 i m foolhardy about friends.they are my second life.this relationship is the most flambouyant relationship i have witnessed.little heartbreaks,perilious fights,secret adorations..all shared and supported by a comrade....this bond is still extant but its defination changes year by year...as i grow up..
at the age of 19.i grew restricted to sharin the love of friend with only few peoplewhom i thot cud fulfill my nate,with a purity as clean as mine.My circle of 35 close buddies drenches down to juz 15 in nomber.
As my life unfolded and years pased,without taking notice of my pace with time,the time ran.And i walked briskly to catch up with it as a result giving friendship a new delation-STAY IN TOUCH.Little did i know that as the years spun I got highly involved in my schedule leaving aside the strongest bond to the least of priority.
At the age of 50 i have friends to laugh,enjoy,share but no friends to open the gravest corner of my heart which once used to b flowery. as the time cliked the flowers turned into weds and high scrapping bushes of anger,hatred,hurt and revenge found soil to grow.
And today at 65, I am sitting on a bench of a garden with my old school friend. As the time sublimes,he just watches me grow old with the graveness which is degenerating the lovely bond-friendship.
The bond at the end might fall as a shooting star from the dark sky of my feelings getting stagered.And the mute spectators of its fall-My friends would just wish that they could give a shoulder....