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Jun 2018
We come across many people, in the few days life offers.They all make us smile, laugh or cry at different phases of life, and such associations are indeed inevitable. But there are still some weird, yet rare among among them whom you like for the mere weirdness they posses. We start understanding them, and eventually get understood by them too. We eventually start caring for them, and get cared too...and later, this bonding blossoms into Friendship, and grows deeper and deeper in the time.

How strange it would therefore be, if the same person misunderstands, misjudges you, concludes and considers you to be a person, you never actually are, and your heart too knows this real deep that you'd never be, no matter what.But then, not everything can be debated and proved. Some virtues just demand a heart to feel, and a healthy uncluttered mind to perceive. It indeed hurts to let go,but holding on hurts even more. an therefore, you cant help letting go, since all we yearn is peace...which holding on might never give.

People come and go in our lives like seasons.Like you can't stop yourself from shivering in a cold day, and sweating in hotter one, the same goes with the people we come across.In short, every one affects us in some way or the other, and vice versa. There's a reason  why people come in your life always, either they come to make you a better person, or they come as a better lesson. and practically, both elevates and nourishes our personalities.

A medicine is never pleasant, nor is  hard work, and the same goes with the foe-y friends...their presence will often be tiring, and will drain you off your happiness and peace, but their existence and the advancements you do  to cope up from their harsh behavior, will leave and transform you, into a better, considerate, and endearing you.Plus, it will turn you into an empathetic person, which we so need in a world like today.

Pain has always been a great teacher, and adversities are but a fuel to a good fortune..how can you ever know what actually is being hurt when you've never gone through it? how can you know what's a tear, when you've never shed one? and how can you know whats true intimacy and love, if you've never hated or rejected before? Don't give up on people, before they transform you into a new and better you  by the mere harsh behavior  which is good for you positively, to grow up as a wise person after they finally leave in disgust.
Saumya
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Saumya  F/India
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