Translated…
There’s this kind of friend, with whom you’d not kept up regular contacts with, but, with just one phone call, he would immediately, get to you. I’d recalled, that on the eve of my marriage, I’d wanted to serenade my wife with a love song, I’d immediately called up my best pal—paparazzi.
In college, I’d majored in film, and he, in music, we’d started getting into the same interests from our freshmen year, and would often stay up and carried on in conversations the whole night through. Later on, I’d become a film director, started shooting the films, and, naturally, Paparazzi became, my number one choice for the background music. During those years, we’d, weaved these, dreams of, grandiose, and faced the beatings from the world together too. And still, on the eve of our graduation, as I was readying myself for grad school, to continue my pursuits in film-making, Paparazzi however, because his mother fell ill, he’d decided, to head back home to be with her.
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Before we said goodbye, I’d thought that Paparazzi would be more depressed than ever, but instead, he’d told me excitedly, that he’d planned to open up an all organic juice shop, he’d even, wrote a jingle, called, “Being Blended Together”, every time that a customer bought enough juices, he would, perform a song for the customers. Back then, the smile that crept up onto his lips, I’d still, remembered it well.
And, on the day I married, he had his guitar on his back, stood, behind me. Toward the guests at our wedding, I’d turned my head, looked at Paparazzi, gave him the go, he’d flashed that well-known smile of his, and, nodded toward me, and started, playing out the notes to the song.
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“You and I had, made a date, to sing this song of laughter forgotten, this life, we just want to be, ordinary and happy, says who, this isn’t achieving anything great?”
And so, this, is how close these two buddies are to one another, they’d met in college, and, stayed connected, and was at each other’s side to offer the emotional, the social supports that one another had needed, and that, is what being good friends is all about.