Accepting change.

It all started when the lanky kid with an accent sat there, in the corner of the class rather lonely waiting to make friends. He was the one who approached us and asked he could sit with us because he was unable to concentrate sitting in the last bench. Willingly we let him sit with us. From just two we had become a three member family that is today a six member one :)

Soon as my friendship with the accent kid grew I began to realize that he was a different person. Later one by one all his hidden stories about how socially awkward he was began to flow out. At the same time I began having stupid fights with a long time best friend and we used to argue for hours on who had changed and who hadn't. Our friendship ended with a big bitter fight and ever since I've been alone, trying to understand if I was really the one who had changed.

He told us that he was planning to leave our college because he wasn't able to cope up with the sudden change in syllabus and everything. He had come from the 'IG' board after tenth. Its then when I slowly rethought the story did I realize that I was indeed the one who had changed. It took me one person and his different attitude of being able to accept change to live with fact that I had changed.

Change is a very difficult thing to accept and it can sometimes even push people into depression. I am saying that he was able to accept the change in him because he was different person when he studied in his previous school. He was able to change and make new friends and today has many good ones and some well wishers too.

Thank you so much for teaching me to cope with this reality of life and I hope you have a very happy birthday Varun !!