A FOOL'S PLAY

In order to survive the extreme or in words to contempt the soul one takes forth words or situations which in turn he creates for himself as a way to escapism. The whole episode of life proves this theory again and again. You don’t need to intrude into else life, just peep through your own, back the memory lane, where you have left your own scars, those deep imprints will tell you this theory.
Its not long back that I realized that all humans have this tendency. Through every trail I walked, I wanted things in my own unique style, and it all had to end in one day and that’s the reason why I am the way I am.
You entered my life with a gesture of friendliness, like every soul that wanders to eternity has a hand to hold while walking through all the hardships, the journey is long and tiresome and at times boring too but what makes it worth while is a shoulder to lean on and the helping hand you put forth. Life takes us up the mountain and drowns us to the bottom of the sea but all that HE wants us is what we call experience. But why?, is a question I raise, what are we going to do with all these lessons and theories and never ending book of experiences?, all in one day we abode the place where in turn every soul reaches. No matter where I am, the memories I carry tells me that I’ve lived every moment and have survived every  bed of rose with you.
The day I met you, I didn’t know how to address you, a rose by any other name smells as sweet. Puzzled though I was I called u “my” friend. Time passed away and later on we started calling each other friends forever. On every page of the book, on every bench, on every heart we wrote that we will be there for each other no matter what. Those eyes of cold stares increased day by day but our bond was strong enough to withstand. Days passed, months passed n now even years, a simple question I ask, “where are you now?”. All those days of togetherness, all those moments, all those promises, where they just mere words for you???