When I Broke My Best Friend's Heart....

I am an Egoist and I hate that about myself!

I broke my best friend’s heart when I blatantly rejected his help and made him feel cheap.

My best friend is an aspiring computer engineer. We first met each other in Facebook. Whenever, my laptop starts to freak me out with weird problems, he comes to my rescue. I suck badly at computers, even at the most basics operations (not proud of thisL).

One fine afternoon, I saw that my computer has been attacked by sixteen system viruses. I felt as if lightening has hit my head. I carry my whole world in my laptop and I can’t bring out the strength to see it affected by that many “SYSTEM” viruses (a clear indication that my computer can collapse any moment). I immediately called my friend and asked him to come. He promised that he will stop by in the evening. He also brought for me a downloaded version of Windows 7 (a very thoughtful gesture on his part) for which I can’t thank him less.

He inserted the installation CD and started the formatting process. It was taking sometime. In order to pass the time, we started talking. In the middle of our conversation, one of his friends called. He asked me to remain quiet. But I refused to take his advice. I was shouting on the top of my voice. I was trying to make it sound as if I am his girlfriend. My hard work paid off and his friend hurriedly ended his call thinking that he is with his girlfriend. My friend was angry. He felt like killing me and repeatedly said that I have created more trouble for him. I felt a bit offended. I told him that it was a prank but he continued to blame me. In between, he said something that hurt my ego. I was deliberately searching for a way to hurt him. I don’t know why I wanted to behave so badly but I did. I, in a moment of whim, removed the installation CD and asked my friend to leave. He was shocked. Even when I was so rude, my friend was thoughtful enough to tell me that he will wait till the installation process was over. But I was adamant. I proudly told him that I don’t give a damn; I also added with a tinge of arrogance that I am fine without his help.

He left but kept behind the installation CD that he has thoughtfully brought for me. His abrupt departure made me hate myself more. I was feeling a thunderstorm of grieve and guilt. I wanted to go and bring him back. But at that particular moment, my pride was more important to me than my friendship.

As expected, he refused to take my calls. Every time, I told myself that I am fine without him. But that was not so. Whenever, I looked at my computer and saw the disastrous state it was in, I felt like killing myself for making him go. During the long months of his silence, I realised how important he is to me; I realised that he has become an integral part of my life. After the realisation has come, my primary aim was to get back my old friend. The only idea in my head was to write all my thoughts in my blog and mail him the link. I was somehow sure that through words, I can reach out to him; I can reach out to the friendship that I have broken so ruthlessly.

P: S:- It did pay offJJJ