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THE UNDISCOVERED FRIENDSHIP...

True FRIENDSHIP- a bond of love and care.
True FRIENDSHIP-a promise to be always there.
True FRIENDSHIP-a commitment found really rare.
True FRIENDSHIP-is what my mom and me share.

The essence of true friendship is not just hanging out in a group and having fun as we do; but more importantly, it also means sitting with your mother and spending quality time too. We are so busy in our so-called social networks that we even forget to find out the real meaning of words. We just say ‘friendship’ and look around for people, searching to fit in the space but become blind to see what we already possess.

To me a friend is defined as the ‘most’ closest person, with whom I share and forget all my sorrows, one who makes me smile in pain, one who sometimes makes me feel that she knows me better than myself, and with whom I can be just be myself. And then I realize, ‘my mother’ suits the place best!

When I was 16 and going to take my first board exam, there was only one person more worried than me. When I turned 17 and was confused about things, there was only her hand guiding me. When I entered 18 and everybody was instructing me, there was one person supporting me. It was her, all the time. Yes! She is my mother. With every year as I grew older I realized that the “mother-daughter” relationship is the most beautiful example of friendship in the world.

Still if you feel your mother is just your mother, try and get more closer, may be you have put bars around, not letting her be your friend....think it over once!


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  1. Shweta RajvanshiSeptember 4, 2010 at 3:51 PM

    I loved it aru....and I like the flow also very expressive!! :)

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  2. ANKIT JAIWANTSeptember 5, 2010 at 8:57 AM

    (:-o)..kya baat..bahut khoob..bahut khoob..(:-D)

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  3. UnknownSeptember 16, 2010 at 4:27 AM

    awesome thought .................
    :)

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