Life and friendship

Life is one hell of a complex thing. If you set out to understand life, you are doing nothing but trying to court insanity. Life is meant to be lived and to be lived without inhibitions, except the necessary ones.

Life can be simple if we can take it in a linear fashion. We live through our interactions with the surroundings.

My life is dependent on the interactions with people and places, everybody’s life is. Going to my friend’s place from my solo lifestyle. Uncontrolled, reckless for a few days, cartons of cigarettes scattered everywhere, rolling grass, and participation in my group. Songs being played on music system, trippy, soulful and popular music playing, in strange order.

Sometimes i feel like playing Pink Floyd and going to the depths of Comfortably Numb.
Beautiful memories with my friends stringed together. Memories at different places, on beaches, at hills, at farms. I always feel that the presence of people keeps lingering at those places even after they leave. I feel that presence of us, at every place stays there. We are captured in that time frame in infinity.
The burning fags, the rolled joints, chips packets, empty bottles of booze are the glues that keep the friendship together, even though tend to harm us individually. Friendship holds us like nothing else, though if we think properly, it is all just in our head.

Life is complex if not taken simply, same with friendship, though it looks a lot easier. Some say friends are the closest enemies, and still some tell to keep enemies closer. How will you believe anyone?
Anyone and anything can be a friend. Places, things, people anyone and anything. Also, life is great if you are friends with yourself.