A couple of weeks ago I was talking to N and it suddenly hit me. ‘Do you realise we’ve known each other for ten years?’. Both of us were amused for a minute because ’10 years’ is kind of a milestone and while all this time we’ve been the best of friends before anything else, it still felt like a surprise.
Ten years. It’s an interesting feeling because on one end it feels like just yesterday and on the other, there is this familiarity and comfort with him that feels like that of a lifetime. The best kind of confusion.
I often talk with N about how our lives aligned to connect us with each other. We’d lived in different cities all our lives and a year before meeting him, moving from Lahore to Karachi was not even in my wildest imagination. And somehow it suddenly became the only thing I wanted to do. N and I met at work so he would tell me how applying to that company was not even a consideration for him but he did it out of the persistent harassment of a friend who was after his life to try something different career-wise (we always telepathically thank him whenever we talk about this). We’re both socially dormant and so if he hadn’t switched jobs, it stumps me to think of what other situation we could have met in. I’d been in Karachi for 6 months before meeting him and courtesy my terrible social life had never bumped into him anywhere. Or maybe I did and just didn’t know it (these questions are how we entertain ourselves on weekends). It’s God’s magic.
I find it fascinating how we meet people at specific points in our lives and just like that they become partners for life. And you think about it and you see how the pieces moved together in two different lives to get everything to fall into place. Everything leading to someone.
10 years now. And to many, many more. (Inshallah)