Deception of Friendship
Everything about her was a lie.
I realised it later, after giving her all my love. I trusted her with my deepest secrets, but she betrayed me.
She used to say, "You seem like an older sister to me. Will you be one for me?"
But her love felt fake. She acted lovingly in front of me, but she made up stories behind my back. Her name is Swara Mukherjee, and even though her name means melody, her actions towards me weren’t kind.
Now, when I hear stories from others about things Swara said, I see the truth. And when I think about how she tried to ruin my reputation, I notice a difference.
She was a friend who seemed better than my siblings, but I made a mistake in recognising her true nature. She played fake since the beginning.
Understanding her real demeanour, I learned that people use you for their own gain. They act likewise towards you for you're important, but behind your back, they spread lies about you and do terrible things.
Even now, when I think about her, I regret becoming friends with her. I trusted her completely, but maybe she didn't feel the same about me.
Her love was fake.
I’m Natasha Bisht, an IT professional. I’ve faced many challenges in life, but the hardest was losing Swara. She accused me of things I never did.
I'm not perfect. I make mistakes, but I try to learn from them. I never want to hurt anyone with my actions. I just wanted someone to trust me and love me like I do for them.
Why? Because I cared too much. As long as I agreed with everything they said, I was seen as nice and a good friend. But when I stood up for myself, they accused me of being rude and using them.
That's how life is sometimes. You never know who’s sincere and who’s playing with your feelings.
It's tough when you deeply love someone and they don't treat you well in return. They might think you always expect something from them, but that's not true. You just want a little love in return for the love you give.
Swara's behaviour changed over time, especially after I stood up for myself. I still hear her accusations in my head.
“You cannot understand.”
“You’ve never been in my shoes. So, don’t preach.”
“Do whatever you like to and I will do what pleases me.”
“You always find out my mistakes, you don’t see my efforts.”
“You always think of yourself.”
“Why are you so disturbed, it’s not worth being disturbed.”
I can't forget any of these things Swara said, but I still feel a little bit of love for her. Even after all this time, I have understood that her love towards me wasn't real. Now, when I think about it, it feels like she was never honest with me.
And amidst all this, she lost a good friend.