Imaginary friend
The Silent Companion Guiding Our Choices
We all have that one imaginary friend. As adults we think children crave for it more but with delayed realisation, we all realise the presence of a special friend in our lives. Call them with any name – guardian angels or special someone or any other.
At times they are the voice that stops us from taking that ‘just one last drink’ and at other times encourage us to put forward our feelings. Whatever the situation, the voice is always there with us, encouraging us to do the right things and making us aware when we go wrong. In simple words-friends are blessings.
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I know it sounds crazy, but aren’t so many other things in life the same way? How else would we explain the functioning of our bodies and the different emotions we feel in different situations? And so many other things that are beyond our comprehension.
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Blessed are they who find their special someone but the other half may find it in their imagination if not in their real life. Yes, many of us do have this ‘imaginary friend’. It may sound not but it is very much real.
For some of us it is the value imbibed in them by their parents in their upbringing; for others it is the knowledge gained over the years. For yet others, it is the presence of an external force. We may call them whatever we like, but invariably, they are in our lives. These are friends in need & hence real friends indeed.
Imaginary Friend: Reflections of Values, Memories, and Inner Strength
Sometimes, this silent companion or the imaginary friend feels like a mirror. It reflects the parts of us we often overlook. The fears we hide, the dreams we never try to achieve, and the strengths we forget we possess. It reminds us that even in our loneliest moments, we are never truly alone. This imaginary friend nudges us to pause, breathe, and acknowledge the quiet resilience within us. This friend may not have a physical form, but it holds space in our hearts. It guides us gently through choices, confusions, and crossroads. In many ways, it becomes the voice of clarity when the world outside grows unbearably loud.
Whenever I need the company of such an imaginary friend, I almost always find that in a diary, rooftop garden, book, coffee mug & aaloo chips, 4am mornings, rains & yes I met him on the starry night of kheerganga too.