Appearances matter to you
It bothers you, if my hair is cut too short
Or too long
If my kurta doesn’t gel with my stoll
If my footwear is not
In accordance with what is in vogue…
Perhaps I am not the friend you would like to have
And so you want me to change…
But did you know, friend
That by asking me to change my external appearance
You affected an enormous change in my interior
Stirred my conscience
And caused turbulence, making me wonder
If my presence was a cause of disgrace to you..not of pride
Whether I had to be a part of your life….??!!
How I wish you had seen my bare soul
That weaves the pattern of your friendship in a way no one else can!!
You lost me friend, to banalities!