It’s been ages since my last post and that fact makes me wonder what happened to that tornadoes of thoughts that used to stir up my mind so often. It feels weird now to even type out a post – I feel almost self conscious not because it is like making a speech but more so because it feels like a soliloquy. People often say that they do things for their own satisfaction and it’s quite true. but what isn’t true is when they say they don’t really care whether or not people like what they do – most things we do are attention grabbers and we want that appreciation- we crave for it no matter whether we acknowledge it or not. I am not a great blogger and never have been – blogs work with few rules that are a bit hard to follow – you gotta update them often and with the trendy topics if you want to get people to read them. Or they should be funny and humorous (almost satirical as if the blog writer is the perfectionist pudungi). Or they should contain articles that are of use to other people like the procedure to do this or that. They could be a review blog where they post reviews of movies/books/gadgets/anything under the sun. And the least popular ones are the personal blogs – like this one. They become popular if written by celebrities or by someone with a gift of fine writing. But to hope for an ordinary personal blog with random sporadic posts and incomprehensible junk philosophy with a heavy pessimism laced into the words to be popular and read by many is a pipe dream. I am not naive enough to think that people are interested in reading my thoughts about different things – but still I blog. The reason is that personally I love to read up my old posts, to relive the chain of thoughts that led to that verbal outburst. But more so because thoughts by themselves are difficult to deal with – sometimes we wait eternally for one of them to shape to a comprehensible idea or an action and yet they remain hazy like nebulous form without a boundary. But when I decide I am going to put it all down in writing, that semblance of a muse in me starts speaking out the words, the thoughts seem to solidify to interesting ideas that are easier to understand. And this, in addition to every individual’s primitive urge to express and to be heard, I start this post about symmetry in relationships.
“Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You” says the bible. Though I don’t know if it means what I think it does, the way I interpret it is that the world is like a mirror – If you want to be treated in some particular way, you should treat others the same way. When applied to relationships especially friendships – this can be taken to mean that your friends will treat you the same way as you treat them right? WRONG.
We look for symmetry in everything – symmetry makes us feel secure and we find justice in its equality. All structures around us follow some form of symmetry – from our bodies to the earth and the stars all are somehow symmetrical to some extent (though there are exceptions). Maybe that’s why everything is in pair – to counter the problem of symmetry. Maybe the talk about parallel universe is true too. For if there is only one universe with one sun and only one set of billion plus stars, the symmetry will be lost. And so, being forever surrounded by this stark illusion of symmetry, we tend to apply it to everything.
For instance there is the feminists’ argument which is kinda outdated now that men and women are EQUAL. Thankfully they’re not SIMILAR and symmetrical to one another for that would have made creation and sustenance too tough a chore. Even when it comes to the thoughts, there is a marked difference between the two genders which is kinda good for the show to go on as it has. But then this post is not about relationships as in romantic relationships. And I am not exactly proficient or interested in discussing women for I don’t understand them much. Add to it the fact that I am no longer a teen who goes dreamy at the mention of the word ‘girl’ – though that doesn’t mean I have ‘turned’ or whatever you call that 
It is just that subjects of girls, romance, sex etc doesn’t carry the same fanciful appeal any longer and appear as much lame things (and in the reverse order).
Friends are often the most vital part of our lives and the reason why we get along with them better than with most relatives and family is that they come without labels and without strings. We chose them in a sub conscious way. Each of us have sometimes wondered how in the name of God did we ever become friends with that person who is so damn opposite to what we are – again sometimes, some of our friends seem to be our mental and emotional twins. Though we claim there are no reason why we become friends with our friends there are more often than not some patterns to it. One such pattern is the asymmetric friendship. I always believe that friends we get when we’re young are the truer ones we’ll stick to for a longer time. But unfortunately, though I have had wonderful friends at every point of time, with time I have lost touch with each of them – maybe that’s the vital difference between relatives and friends – you can never really dissociate yourself from relatives (and each of us have that list of relatives we so badly wanna never see again 
) . It’s a paradox that we keep in touch with such relatives more often than those long lost friends who were once our bestest pal. Again I am only digressing from the topic as always. Without much further ado, let me define what I call asymmetric friends – they’re the ones whom you talk to first thing when you have something to share – they’re the ones whose faces comes to your mind when people say the word ‘friends’ and yet they are the ones who do not treat you the same way – they are your best pal but you can never hope to be their best pal – you get the picture? NO? You never had such friends? Then stop reading! I have had many of them and in the past I have been such a friend too.
[I stopped the post here and spent the weekend in wayanad with 10 other college friends! Post on that will be coming soon though I will have to decide how much of it I should share .no mood to finish this now. I will continue on how asymmetry is beautiful in a relationship some other time - if I still feel that is relevant .]
