22 years have passed when I first met him.
It was very strange, we were introduced to each other very formally. Initially it was fun to be together. We were good company to each other. We helped each other. We took care of each other. Everyone would say we look great together.
Then we started having fights. Small ones, big ones. There was a time when i left his hand and he fell very badly, breaking a few bones. He was hospitalized. I then realised how badly we needed each other and promised not to leave each other. I was a kid then.
Life continued. We both grew older. We changed our looks. But we stayed together, through thick and thin. We were close. Very close. But then, there were rules. We could not be together late in the night. Though we had started feeling the need, but we were never allowed. It was supposed to be like that, we were told. So we agreed and compromised.
I completed my studies and started working, but my friend stayed with me.
It was only after i got married when my wife started raising an objection. She would not understand. She felt that he came between us. But I was very comfortable with him around. Without him I would feel as if someone has taken my powers from me.
But this could not go on forever...
Finally, last week, we parted ways.
They say it is for the good.........
Though I could not control myself.
I cried for hours together......
It was very painful.
But it is all over now.
I dont wear spectacles anymore..