There was one time at Tasneem's place in my first year, when her best friend had come over. At that point of time Tasneem and I were close friends. I have forgotten the name of the girl. So I asked her to introduce me to her. Tasneem was extremely reluctant. She tried very hard to make me go away before she arrives. I was not able to understand her behaviour. Anyways, I hung about since my flight was not leaving for another 3 hours. I met her friend and we talked for a very short while. When she left, I asked Tasneem why was she reluctant to introduce me to her friend. She said, " I don't like to share friends. I don't want to share you with her. I don't want to share her with you."

Years later, it has dawned upon me that I am not a sharing kind of person either. I never was. I never will be. I do not believe that sharing is good. I do not believe that by sharing your sadness, the sadness decreases. Nor do I believe that by sharing happiness, it increases. There are many people who believe in the contrary but I think I am entitled to my opinion. This might be an age old saying, but I seriously don't give a damn.

Above all, like Tasneem, I hate sharing people. I despise sharing friends. I don't do that. It irks me. It irks me beyond words. I feel like smashing and breaking up things. Very few people would understand this sentiment. Those who understand it, understand it very well.

Labels: Anger