It took me long to think about this title but it just explains what I am thinking. While passing through Bangla Sahib Road ( Sikh Temple) next to it is YWCA , where every month there is a new thought and few months ago it was " Count your age not by years you live, but the friends you have"
This thought really struck me because I am in a dilemma. Am I the only one who feels that over years the definition of friendship has changed in life.I am not sure who is right and who is wrong. Who is a friend who is not. Or is it just the way of life that people come and go . You make friends in every stage of your life.
But this is so different from the notion I had about friendship. Once a friend always a friend. But this doesn’t happens. Why are we so apart from each other.
Well what’s really bothering me is that a good friend of mine, without telling me is travelling to London. One she didn’t tell me and second its LONDON. Well if it had been any other place on Earth, I would have digested but just because its LONDON, its more painful.
Why do we expect? And why is it painful.
Why do we need to say that last bye?
Why do we wait for that phone to ring?
Why from certain people I expect gifts?
Why I want my friends to celebrate my Birthday?
Why some questions needs answers?
Too many Why's? and too less answers.
This thought really struck me because I am in a dilemma. Am I the only one who feels that over years the definition of friendship has changed in life.I am not sure who is right and who is wrong. Who is a friend who is not. Or is it just the way of life that people come and go . You make friends in every stage of your life.
But this is so different from the notion I had about friendship. Once a friend always a friend. But this doesn’t happens. Why are we so apart from each other.
Well what’s really bothering me is that a good friend of mine, without telling me is travelling to London. One she didn’t tell me and second its LONDON. Well if it had been any other place on Earth, I would have digested but just because its LONDON, its more painful.
Why do we expect? And why is it painful.
Why do we need to say that last bye?
Why do we wait for that phone to ring?
Why from certain people I expect gifts?
Why I want my friends to celebrate my Birthday?
Why some questions needs answers?
Too many Why's? and too less answers.
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