Friends… I need more

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I miss my friends. All of them. I miss those I knew as a child and those who I befriended in school and college and university and also those who I didn’t study with. I miss those who lived next to my house in all the cities that I lived in and I miss the friends I made during Hajj and during transits while traveling. I miss every and each one of them and the reason I miss them is because, I have suddenly realized that I have people around me whom I can’t call as friends.

Suddenly, the world around me seems so unfriendly. It feels awkward and it gives an empty feeling inside. It is not that I don’t have friends here. I do. But the are all… well, lets just say I have nothing in common with them. Middle aged or 5-7 years older than me, two or more kids, stay at home wives and their life circles around only their husband, children and household. There is more to life, to married life too ,than a husband and children! They hardly have hobbies. They watch too much TV and mostly sitcoms. And when they meet their friends they only swap ‘my child this my child’ that stories. And all I do in their presence is say ‘how cute’ and smile. How boring can life get?!

Anyway, …. umm… uh oh… I’ve forgotten the point to writing this post!

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Never mind. I can’t remember. The point, for now, is that I miss my friends… all of them. I miss them ’cause I can’t call them up when I am excited about something or call them over when I have tried a new dish and I’m too scared to taste it. See, friends can tell me I am a terrible cook and I can live with it but when a complete stranger says that or when Hubby dear tastes it and lies to keep my heart, it feels terrible. Sometimes I feel like crying and crying in front of a man (read husband) is pathetic. They don’t have the hormones to understand why we women need to cry and at times like that the lady friends are a blessing. I can count a hundred reasons and then feel bad about missing my friends. How can rI remedy that? Well, I need to be more outgoing and visit more people and attend some Ijtimahs (may be), make new neighbors may be ( our current next door neighbours aren’t friendly!) and the best place to meet new people is at the mosque! Almost all the time, I find an Indian (read ‘Hyderabadi’) or a Pakistani sitting next to me. 🙂

But then again doing all that just for making new acquaintances is stupid. But someone’s gotta do it.

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