Grandma doesn`t understand "Friendship Day", but she does understand friendships. To her every day is friendship day. And her friends encompass her world.
"My husband was my friend. So was my mother- in- law", she says in her soft voice.
"A friend is someone you can relate to, someone you enjoy being with. Where ever does it say that family can`t be friends?"
In grandma`s age and time, they didn`t socialise a great deal. Her friends were her family, which was a large extended one. The entire neighbourhood was her gang.
Her friendships weren`t about fashion, movies, guys or even books. But it was no less important. "Our friendships were what helped us survive hard times", she says. "Money was never aplenty and illness was rampant."
Their rendezvous was the temple. "All the neighbourhood used to get together there about once or twice a week. And have a good chin wag together. There was nothing that we didn`t know about our friends. There were no secrets between us. And we never had any qualms in getting our guests over too. Anybody could join in."
"We may not have had aerobic classes or clubs to go to. But we did get together to grind our flour together, plan the festive menu, discuss prospective weddings and even went on pilgrimages together."
Grandma`s eyes were soft and nostalgic as she spoke about her friends, many of whom were no longer alive. There was no doubt about what those friendships meant to her.
Friendship is one of those classic things. It never goes out of fashion. But it must be appreciated too. On Friendship Day. And every other day like Grandma says.
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