When the music fades

The laughter and joy during a party with close friends makes the solitude after it that much more tangible. You know it's getting late, but there's still so much more merriment to be made, so much more left unsaid, so much more love left to give and to receive...

I wanted to stay, to do all these things. But something held me back. It told me that I had to go, that there was still much to do ahead, and so I took my leave. If this had happened a year back, I'm pretty certain that I would've stayed over. Now though, I guess I can, and have to make the choice to trust that these bonds will stay true, even though life and its many forked paths lead us far from each other (at least physically).

Recently, I read a really profound manga. Near the end of the story, two companions had to search themselves deeply to know if the foundation of their companionship had been real. The answer to their question was: "Truth never changes."

May all of our friendships stand the test of time, so that as that time draws to a close, we too may say that truth never changes =) Happy 21st, dude...