Chanakya Neeti 2

Maybe it is true, love, when you are in it, you are blinded. The same goes for friendship. My greatest lesson learned from chanakya is this. Love and care also needs to be reciprocated at some point in life, but doesnt necessarily happen.

Here I am convincing my world, my friends that, yes, this new friend has many negatives, but lets embrace them and we will see the goodness as well. And we did. And when i went to embrace the friend's world with open arms, I was made a constant mockery of the things that make me me.

Maybe in order to sparkle, my friend decided to scratch my surfaces so as to dull my shine. My positives were ignored, my soulfulness forgotten, my respect for not killing animals to devour them to satisfy the tongue's drool was sniggered about. It was looked down and joked about. I stood there being degraded for my own uniqeness. It hurt so much, killed me inside.

Still I forgave. Despite that, what do I get back, a cold feeling of rejection, of a victim being made the wrong-doer. Why didnt they realize before recognizing their superiority and saintliness that it is them that had wronged, erred? Does is degrade oneself to enquire the other person's hurt?

I have learnt that love and care doesnt necessarily come back, because you've given some. But that doesnt stop me from giving away more care and more love to others, maybe more deserving, for that is my nature and I should not change.

There surely must be an explanation for this and i remembered chanakya, the great chanakya... maybe when the selfish motive begins to dwindle, friendship holds no meaning.