Friends - they matter!

Today is Friendship Day.  Never have been the day so important as in this year. Friends are like the rock of Gibraltar in my journey with cancer. From the pre surgery days, to the surgery and now with chemo- they are always around. Just a phone call or a ping away. Some of them are far away from me in terms of physical distance … but who cares … their pings and chats and jokes and good wishes makes my day every day.

The mad hatters!

Today I’ll speak about those silent friends who encourage me by sharing their personal journey. They just appear in the horizon like a beautiful ray of hope, touch me with their drive for life  and let me blossom in my journey. Sometimes it’s just a chat or a ping that is required to connect.

Birthday parties and cousins were the best part of growing up!

A few days ago an old colleague called up – she said she had to talk to me. She too had a sudden rendezvous with cancer. It happened to her when she was all alone working abroad- imagine fighting a full sized ovarian cancer all by yourself in a foreign land! But she did … and today she is a winner!  We laughed when she said ‘I was working abroad for nine months and after nine months I delivered a baby called ovarian cancer’. Some people are just incorrigible when it comes to their zest for life.  Nothing seems to stop them from living a life of their choice. The best part is when you get that afternoon phone call from such a bubbly person- they make you laugh and realise that cancer is just another nonsense that needs to be shown the door! Amazing!

They can kill each other :P!

Then there was this chat from another friend – just an acquaintance on FB.  He shared his journey of a ghastly road accident and how it changed his life. I had tears in my eyes while chatting with him. I realised that journeys are never about the suffering or the torment, its more of a self discovery… who are you, why are you here, who are your real friends  … and finally its about making a choice and moving on. While he shared how he was taken for a ride by a close friend I shared how I was ditched like a piece of hot cake by 2 of my best friends a few years ago, simply because I did not fit into their hip and happening life anymore. The best advice I got -  ‘Ghatiya sath se accha hai imaandaar akelapan’. Acidic. Yes. But makes sense! I likes.  So many past trials are now falling into place and getting a closure.

School friends - nothing can beat them!

When a friend from the creative world good to know of my trial he wahtsapped and besides asking the mandate how are you types of questions shared an amazing insight … ‘Physical I m not sure. That you can tell me. But emotional trauma not there … I know about that. U r an artist. Artists cannot be ever traumatised. Plus you are our Debjani’ – such lovely words, they can only hasten the healing process.

The nautankies!

The point I am trying to make today is that share your journey … never conceal or suppress it  …  you never know where a beautiful soul is waiting to connect with you and motivate you to live life to the fullest!

Happy Friendship Day!

Madcaps from MBA days!

The Siddy Bwoy!

The party witches and wizards!

Selfie le le!

Just laugh!

The reunion!