Sunday, April 15, 2007

One wild night

I realised the importance and value of true friendship as well as the fakeness of it in just the span of one day.

A close friend is getting married this week. So, in order to enjoy her last weekend of singlehood, she got all of us down to a club last night. It turned out to be that the loud music as well as the liquor that went with it was all just a platform for not only her, but also for a few others, to unleash their miseries and pains. I was one of them. As the music got louder and the flow of booze got heavier, people began to get out of control. Very out of control. The night ended with my head throbbing and my legs wobbling due to the numerous shots I took to loose myself. It didn't work. Not the shots. Not the heavy dancing.

It was during our 'cooling' out session that all stories emerged. All inner feelings spilled. All unspoken words spoken. All angers unleashed. All pains let loose. Friends were standing by to take control of certain situation, to lend a shoulder to lean on, to hear you out, to show some concern, and to fool around. But when you are drunk, anything's possible. Not everything is true. Not all actions are genuine. Everything is a lie. You won't remember a single thing anymore the moment you wake up the next morning. All will be forgotten.

It was when I woke up this morning that it dawned upon me that everything, every word spoken and every action taken in the past by what I call close friends, have been a lie. Everyone was hiding something. And to hide that certain something, you lie to a friend. The cares and concerns previously shown were all fakes. Everything don't seem to be genuine any longer.

Close friends. They give you pleasure. They give you pain. Until now you know that the pleasures they gave were not all real. Secret agendas laid in between. They came without warning. They want to leave without taking you into the picture. They are tough to keep. They are tough to let go.Why does by just being friends have to be so complicated? Why just because of certain things we have to put a crack into what we already have?

But at least when you are drunk, you get the opportunity to do certain things that you never had the guts to do. Or when you pretend to be drunk.

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