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Burning Bridges


                              


Bridges are essential in life. Imagine you had a fire scare in your hood. It is a very desperate situation isn't it? Imagine watching your various bridges burn after all the years of building. But wait, I have come to realized it is not how long you build the bridge but how dear you valued it. One of my best quotes in life is to stand for what you believe in even if it’s a tree that stands alone in a desert. For this case, burn not any bridge! That I believe! But No. That should not fool you! I am human and as any serious believer the journey is not always swift, so at times I doubt that which I believe in. That’s a good thing though. It is a sure prove that I am 100% human.

Never burn any bridges if you know you got rivers to cross in your life. However un-serviced they may be kept .If you think it’s risky to use them, move to a new locality and build new ones. But think about it, burning bridges isn’t all that bad after all; it prevents you from going back to a place you should never have been in the first place. We cry over friends we will never have back, people we once adored, bridges that have been burnt. But there is always a reason for all past we ever had. “Where you supposed to be at that side of the bridge in the first place?" May be, may be not, All the same cross the bridge first before you burn it if you have to.

So you ask what bridge has she burned? And I say none. But I got a few bridges in very horrible state all the same, they are there. Let me tell you a short story. I met this good friend sometimes back. Let’s call them ‘Biko’. Biko was a very admirable friend, passionately loved what they did, I learned a lot from Biko. But just like any one of us, Biko had some down side in life. Having met a few friends in my life from all walks of life, Biko was not from any of these walks. 

“I am not one of your other ordinary friends.'' Biko once spat! {Read I am a very important person I got what you can’t get else where in those junkies you call friends}

Oh sure? So who are you? I wondered deep within me. I don’t think you have met my friends! They are the coolest thing I have ever had in life. I treasure my friends .They are my key bridge in life. 

“Do not abuse the privilege of being my friend.”  Biko vomited this time round. 

I treasure friendship and my friends are special hence I could not just listen to someone insult my friends. NO. I realized this was a game and I love games since they make Jack a happy kid!  So the game was played, and my point on friendship was made;  not in a very friendly way though. Friendship is a two way thing and it is a very special bridge in life.  But most importantly, you may only use one bridge at a time though.  Make sure one particular bridge is always serviced and ready for use.

Did I burn my bridge? No. but I just moved from my home town and pitched a camp in a new neighborhood not so far from Biko. We meet every once in a while but the truth is this friendship ended in exactly 5 months my shortest friendship ever to be. Can you believe it? Lesson 101 on burning bridges: It is purely your choice if you want to crush that bridge or not. It’s not wrong to do it neither is it right. You got the power to choose!

Written By:
Ms. Dinah Muthuka

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