Money is an enemy of friendship. Everybody has an attraction for money. When lending or borrowing of money is done between two friends, there is great risk. Friendship may be affected. So it is wise for true friends to avoid monetary transaction. Vanity is another element which breaks friendship. Everybody has self-respect. When a person tries to criticise his friend, their friendship is affected. So friendship must be treated very delicately.
Thursday, March 13
Wednesday, March 12
BETRAYED FRIEND.. :/
In the beginning we had a rule.
Only one rule.
Easy, right?
We are more important than a guy.
But not today.
Not this time.
You've broken the rule.
The one rule.
At first it was ok.
We talked about everything.
I told you my secrets.
You told me yours.
Next came the mistrust.
You told him.
You told him everything.
But that's ok, right?
Then came the abandonment.
Every weekend was with him.
Every night was with him.
Is that still right?
Finally came the cut off.
I'm ignored.
I'm alone.
But he's special, I get it.
I was always there.
I laughed through the good.
I helped through the bad.
I was your rock.
But he's there now, right?
As long as your happy, right?
Everything's fine, right?
We'll get over this, right?
No.
I'm alone and scared.
You're happy and loved.
But when you look at history,
You're alone after you're loved.
Will he always be there?
Will he love you forever?
Will he laugh at the good?
Will he cry at the bad?
We were sisters.
Now I barely recognize you.
I look back, and miss you.
Do you even remember me?
Or am I forgotten...
Monday, March 10
BEST FRIEND :D
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Saturday, March 8
The best antiques to collect are old friends..
Old friends sat on their park bench like bookends,
A newspaper blowing through the grass,
Falls on the round toes of the old friends.
Old friends, winter companions, the old men,
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun,
The sounds of the city sifting through trees,
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old freaks.
Can you imagine us years from today,
sharing a park bench quietly,
How terribly strange to be seventy,
memory brushes the same years,
silently sharing the same fears.
Thursday, March 6
The Way We Were
Memories light the corner of my mind.
Misty water color memories
Of the way we were.
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind,
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then,
Or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again,
Tell me? would we? could we?
Memories may be beautiful and yet,
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget.
So it's the laughter
We will remember,
Whenever we remember
The way we were.
Wednesday, March 5
DOSTI SHAYARI
Teri dosti mein khud ko mehfooz maante hain,
Hum dosto mein tumhe sbse azzez maante hain..
Teri dosti ke saaye mein zinda hain,
Hum to tumhe khuda ka diya hua tabeez maante hain..
Kehte hai dost banana zindagi hai,
Dosti nibhana zindagi hai..
Dosti nibhana zindagi hai..
Kitne bhi busy kyu na rahein dinbhar,
Magar ek pal ke liye hi sahi dosto ki yaad
aana zindagi hai..
Tuesday, March 4
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