A day comes when the session ends, you all depart with heavy hearts, and it hurts a lot! But very soon you get busy with your life it seems that you have forgotten your friends or they do not have time for you then one day you open your books in a hurry, in search of anything that you need urgently and you stop at any page, you see some foolish, meaningless phrases there, it takes you look in past, in that moment you instinctively take name of that friend under lips that touch, that written phrase, kiss that and you hug the book. Tears roll down your cheeks and you smile and for a moment that one worthless phrase makes you forget the most pressing task. This is the supremacy of miraculous relation called as FRIENDSHIP!!!
Yes I miss my friends, I miss them in each and everything, I miss them when I see some other gang sitting around, caring, slapping each other……their roguish smiles switching to laughter’s. Though stranger to me, they represent a part of my life I lost somewhere. I miss my friends; I like you all, I love you too…… stay idyllic where you are.
Friendship is a feeling of love and fondness of one person for another. This feeling of love must be reciprocated. Otherwise friendship cannot be promising. Friendship does not exist where tastes, feelings and sentiments are not similar. It is said that a friend in need is a friend in deed. There may be many associates in time of prosperity but most of them desert at the time of hardship. We can examine the sincerity of a friend during our time of adversity and trouble. It is very aching when our friends become traitors. Riches and egotism are enemies of friendship. Friendship is not based on values, ideals and standards. A true friend never exploits, he rather surrenders. But at present, the meaning of friendship has tainted. There are many fair-weathered friends. They terminate their friendly ties as their benefits are fulfilled. It is very difficult to find a factual friend in the present day. No one knows the worth of friendship.
A friend is some on whom you can rely and who can rely on you. A friend is one who tells you all about him, who trusts you blindly. A friend is one who knows you and loves you the same. The friend who can hush with us in a moment of anguish or perplexity, who can stay with us in an hour of woe and distress, not healing and face with us the reality of our hopelessness that is a friend who cares. True friendship multiplies goods in life and divides its evils. Friendship is a special kind of love, thorny to find. So when you do find one, hang on tight and never let them go.
At the end; “I am not Shakespeare, who writes about you. I am not Shelley, who sings about you. I am not Picasso, who paints you. I am just your friend who wants to say, I am always with you.”
(P.S.: These words are especially for my who really are an important part of my life)
By: Ammara Siddique