Talked to a friend back in India for one hour today. This has been long overdue as I have been avoiding him for a long time now. He is going through a rough patch with his loved one and the talk makes me depressed. Its for the same reason that I postpone or sometimes totally avoid talking to him even though he sends me a lot of mails. Talk about “A friend in need”. I know its selfish, but sometimes it does get difficult to handle. I am becoming an Ostrich who thinks that putting my head in the sand will make the problem go away. You don’t actually have any solution for his problem makes the problem even more frustrating.
This is not the first case that I see. I would carry a lot of secrets to my grave and the crumbling relationships around me makes me want to stay alone even more, even though it becomes lonely a lot of times and I would really like to share my life with somebody.
Relationships are difficult to understand. They may make or break you.