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Thank God For Friends


Well..I guess I will find most of us if not all to agree that our friends make our life worth the experience it is. Friends not only multiply our good times but take away the sadness by being there when needed. Good friends are more than a shoulder to cry on. They not only provide a new perspective to our problems but being close to us know what will work better for us. Though I like keeping my problems to myself at times and finding my own solutions to them but at times it so very necessary to share it and every time I have done it I have never been disappointed. I came out of the problem easily and with a better understanding of life. I strongly believe a good friend is god's blessing to us.

But like any relationship friendship also needs time and effort. In our materialistic pursuit we tend to ignore the people who are close to us and at times when we look back we are alone no one left to even share our success left alone our grief. I believe the best way to have a good friend is to be one. May we all have good friends in our journey of life and we should be able to keep the precious few through our good and bad times.

Comments

Sangeeth said…
hey you have a very good blog....i liked this post...and yes it is true you get good friends if u b one :)
Viraj said…
how true! but thn thre r very few people u can really share ur feelings with. and they r difficult to find. aint it? but thn it is worth d effort :)
Anonymous said…
I felt like I have allready read it before...
Msy be because of very common subject and pretext of the post.

Enjoy friends!:)
hi this is the first time im visiting ur blog... really nice place i nice thoughts...chk my blog out too when u can
my inner world said…
so true :)
ARZ KIYA HAI said…
yes..frnds are a godsend

but we shud try to be a good frnd ourselves rather than looking for others to fit the bill
ranjana said…
you can't choose your relatives but you can choose your friends

i sincerely believe friendship is the most beautiful relationship and one should try and b with true friends forever

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