I was new to my
school as my parents had shifted from our earlier place and settled in a new
place. Everything was new for us, neighbors, friends and I developed a great
friendship with a girl from my class. She was my best friend. We were so good
friends as we both had similar views on things and both of us were very
stubborn. We were in the sixth standard and it was when we fought over a small
issue like all kids do and I was very angry on her and she was as well angry
with me. We stopped talking to each other and she went and told a girl about a
secret conversation I had with her and that girl got so angry with me. I
promised to then never forgive my friend ever and I made friends with another
girl. I so disliked her for that and whenever I used to see her, I used to
ignore her and she too used to ignore me. My new friend used to tell me that
when I and that girl were so good friends, how did we fall apart? I told her
that she may have never considered me as a true friend and that is the reason
that she betrayed my trust by giving out the secrets that I had told her
because I trusted her enough to say those things to her. I was too hurt that I
told my new friend that I may never again trust each other so much and even
though she is my new friend, I couldn’t share any secrets with her too. She
could understand me and we used to go and come from school together.
It was after a
week that my old best friend came upto me with a sad face and tears in her
eyes. I ignored her and walked away but she held my hand and hugged me tightly.
I did not hug her back and looked away. We broke the hug and she said:
“Sorry Erika, I
really did know what I was doing. That moment, I was so angry that I just said
what I had in my heart. I know I broke your trust by tell the other girl about
our conversation but that I did at the spur of the moment. I was an idiot to do
so. I know that you wouldn’t trust me anymore but I’m really sorry. Till you
don’t forgive me, I’ll keep telling you sorry.”
I keep silent for
the moment and the bell rang. We all entered the class and she kept looking at
me with regret in her eyes. I could see that she was really sorry for her deed
but I still did not believe her. It was then in the break that my new friend
came to me and told me about the conversation she had with my best friend and asked
me to forgive her. I couldn’t control myself then and went and hugged my best
friend. There was so much warmth in that hug that we forgave and forgot
everything that happened.
I’m blogging about my #MagicOfWarmth moment at BlogAdda in association with Parachute Advansed Hot Oil
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