Their pretense of friendship and my naivety in love...

"Blow, blow, thou winter wind,                         
 Thou art not so unkind
 As man's ingratitude;
 Thy tooth is not so keen,
 Because thou art not seen,
 Although thy breath be rude.
 Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
 Most friendship if feigning, most loving mere folly:
 Then heigh-ho, the holly!
 This life is most jolly.

 Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky,
 That does not bite so nigh
 As benefits forgot:
 Though thou the waters warp,
 Thy sting is not so sharp
 As a friend remembered not.
 Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
 Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
 Then heigh-ho, the holly!
 This life is most jolly."

  ...William Shakespeare ( from As You Like It)


             Winter winds you are very unkind. Biting cold, your teeth are very sharp and painful. O! Cold how rude is your breath. But listen you are neither as unkind nor your bite is as painful as an ingratitude of man.

             Sing with joy! Run like a child with happiness in the garden, because we have mastered the art of pretense in showing 'friendship' and reduced all 'love' to mere foolishness.

             Bitter sky, you could not freeze me or bite me as hard as I was bitten when they left, after taking from me, all they could and never even thanked. My friend whenever you do not remember me it feels like a slap of that cold current on my face. A friendship not remembered is more painful than that sting.
         
            Sing, dance and celebrate for 'their' cruel, cold and bitter nature to whom even cruelest of winter could not match. It ripped apart my faint heart. Even than my life is happy. I am in joy.

                                                                                                                                                                   Kartikey( for Life)

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