Saturday, September 17, 2005

.: Open Letter to My Best Buddy :.

To my childhood friend,

Hi, and how are you doing? You called me at 3 am this morning to tell me about your breakup. I heard you whine and moan and complain. I listen without saying a word, because I know in times like these, a pair of listening ears is by far better than a blabbering mouth.

You told me you miss her, and you feel sorry for all that you have done. You are sorry you never appreciated her enough, you are sorry you fooled around and you are sorry for this and that.

I offer no comments, simply because I know your sorries are cheap. I once told you before, she is a wonderful and special girl. I told you before, you have to stop all the skirt chasing and all the silly boozing sessions. I told you you need to stop all the sexual prowness bragging and all the chauvinistic views about women. Furthermore, I told you before that all the gambling has to stop.

But alas, you, despite being such a wonderful friend to me, as always, blatantly refused to listen to me. You have always put your position in society to that of one above me and the rest of your good friends. Yes no doubt, we might not have been born with a silver spoon, nor do we come from an apparently aristocratic family background such as yours.

However, we are the ones who have been through thick and thin. We have to, sometimes literally, fight for what we believe in. We have to sweat in the midday sun and cry tears of blood at times just to put food on the table.

But that's what gave us a chance to experience life from a different point of view. We knew how to appreciate the little things in life a lot more than you. I told you before that you have to start to cherish her or you'll lose her. She had given you so, so many chances, and you repeatedly took her for granted. And now that she finally throws down her final straw, and she has given up on you.

To be honest, I think it's best for her. Such a great girl does not deserve a womanising jerk like you. That's the fact, plain and simple. She cared about you. She loved you unconditionally. I know as much, as she has told me that before. She could ignore your stupid ramblings about wanting to rule the world, she could overlook your gambling habits. But I don't expect a girl like her to ignore your repeated flings with other girls. And I told you as much before did I not ?

Once a man lost his most important pillar of strength, his life goes downhill from there. Your the rest of your life will come crashing down on you in no time now. The first blocks of the domino have started to fall. The rest should come raining on you like hell fire.

I know you will not listen to me now, and that's fine. All your good friends are used to this. We would be there, as usual, to catch you when you fall. That much I can assure you. But for you to climb up and run again from this round, I think it's going to be tough. With, or without your friends beside you.

I can only hope you take this bitter pill as a good lesson. I bid you all the best then, and may the grace of Allah speed your way.


Sincerely,

Your best friend

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zi_zi said...

Buddy, you know who you are, snap out of it. You've wasted 25 good years of your life...Breaks my hard to have to see you waste the next 25.