Friendships

I have a friend, Petros. Now Petros and I met under the strangest circumstances something like 6-7 years ago. I am a Mensa member and I am also a test officer. Petros wanted to take the Mensa test and contacted me.

And as many strange things in life turn out this chance meeting turned out to be a long and lasting friendship.

Petros happens also to be the most handsome guy I know. He is one of these people that men and women turn around to look at in the street. He is GQ-like handsome, drop-dead handsome.

Most people who are so beautiful, like Brad Pitt for example, are usually content with a life of superficial pleasures. Now this guy is not. He studied Physics and is now finishing his PHD in molecular-physics-something.

Since he is hardly ever in Greece we meet occasionally now a couple of times every year.

But the thing is, every time we talk or meet, its like we just continue from where we left of, like time has not passed and it was only yesterday we were together and the same feeling of warmth and friendship is always there.

Petros has the same desperate need to succeed that I have. The same ability to laugh at himself and at the complexities of life. And he loves italian cars:) And if those qualities are not enough to make us friends for life he is also a physicist.

Talking last night, we realized that without us really understanding it our relationship, our really strange friendship which has gone through quite some stuff has lasted for 6 years. A long time for people who met so strangely and meet so occasionally.

Thinking back there are funny moments to remember (hiding in his house from a crazy girlfriend), sad moments (his father being sick), good times (hanging out), crazy moments (taking a walk in the rain because everything in nature is physics.....or just because it feels right), and difficult times like deciding wether to take this friendship to another level or not.

Every time we discussed mine or his relationships we always found something to laugh about, our breakups, our loves, our lives.

Its strange, you meet someone one day, and its a casual simple thing. And then you wake up many years later and you find yourself having lost so many others but this guy, who you never thought would still be there because your lives are so different, still being there.

And you get this warm feeling of having shared (more or less it matters not) these years, so many things having passed but you're both still there.

I guess people who "Dream the impossible dream, Fight the unbeatable foe, Strive with your last once of courage to reach the unreachable star"
if they meet then their bond is for life.

And I'm not really sure when I ll see him again, maybe next weekend or maybe next month, or maybe I 'll just take the morning plane to England just to hang out but the point is that whenever I do he's going to be there.

I guess thats true friendship.