My best friend's diary...

There is always a person to whom we share all our secrets, tell all our problems,celebrate all festivals, B'days & who give us Jaadu ki Jappi(hug),when we are in trouble. Who jumps along with you, when you get pass the exam. The person whom we called as Friend.

Friendship is the only relationship which has no boundation to abide it with.You can choose your friend.You don't get them by birth.friends are always made to order .If you don't want your friendship more, you can break it.This is the virtue of friendship.

When we like someone as a friend. At that moment we become all his/her.We exchange vows to keep our friendship forever.We love his good,we love his bad.We talk to each other as much we can.Even if there is no topic to discuss about,we create it.

After half an hour, i'll become 23. It's my b'day. This b'day, i want to dedicate to all my friends, who have made my journey of these 23 years beautiful. Some of them are still in touch with me, some are not. But i always remember the time , i spent with them.

Yesterday,we all friends were sitting together, having fun. Some of us have a habit of finding flaws in others.It's been a long time,we all are doing this & really enjoyed a lot.

But finally we decided not to debug anyone & overlook the weaknesses of others. Because if you look for flaws, you'll surely find them.Instead of finding flaws,we should see the good thing that each one of us possesses.we can learn from everyone.Everyone has a story to tell or a joke to share.

As we are far away from our Home.The only people who take care of us are friends.And,friends are so important for a happy living.

So be mature enough to ignore small flaws of your friends.Because there is nothinG like F.R.I.E.N.D.S

One day i was eating an Apple. It has small part rotten. I threw it into dustbin.My friend scold me for doing so. he said, you can cut that rotten part & eat the rest of it.

You can find an fresh Apple without any rotten part, but you cannot find a friend without a bad part.Sometimes depression sets in.Happens to all of us. we try hard, stay true to our friends.yet miscommunication occurs.Maybe there is something about our friend that we don't like. We should ignore this.we should not forget the time we spent together & which made you smile.

When a bad things happens,
1.why we start hating that person, to whom with we have spent some best days of your life?

2.why things get change?

3.why a bad thing overpowers thousand good things?

4.why we start regretting on making friends?

P.S. Never regret on something, that made you smile atleast once.

Today, i was talking to my friend. we started talking about our mutual friends. i told her about everyone, where he/she is, what they are doing, what problems they are facing in their life.I the meanwhile she stoped me & asked how do you know everything about everyone. She was wondering, how one can be in touch with everyone. Then i said, how can you forget someone, you've been with or have spent a wonderful time together.

i feel, i'll never forget anyone, i've been with, b'coz each person has ther own qualities. i miss all mundane things of theirs., like one of my friend , whenever y0u offer her something to eat, she tastes it & always says, it's very good with such a good expression & one who never spent a single penny, had donated 1000 bucks to tSunami victims or the one who says hi to every foreigner, he sees while walking down the street if jaipur.

i am obsessed with little things. May be, i am crazy. When i was a kid, i always got late when i walk to school alone.Now i figured out , why. Sometimes i was watching a leaf falling from its mother tree, touches my feet, after following a bizzare path in the air or sometimes i tried to detach myself with my own shadow or sometimes i found myself, looking at the ants crossing the road, carrying weight more than their own bod weight.

Little things.....i think, it's the same with people. i see litle details in them, so specific to each of them that move me & that i miss & always miss. you can never replace anyone, b'coz everyone is made of such beautiful specific details. i put all these details of everyone, i met in drawers inside my head, which remains forever with me.

P.S. Every one is special in its own way.