Friends

When we are born in this mighty, mighty world, we don’t really have much of a choice. We have to exist, point taken, case closed.

But then as we grow up, along the way we get to decide who we want to live with in this mighty, mighty world.

They are the people we turn to in times of trouble, in issues indispensable, and in jokes that only they would understand because they know them best. They know us best.

They are people we call friends.

They will sit with you and smack your head (in some cases squeeze your nose till it turns red and stays that way for a long time), laugh at you, with you, and live by your side almost every waking moment, maybe even flounder at times and return back with some lessons learnt.

Friends.

 If you are lucky enough to have some, keep them close by; there is all the love you need to exist in this mighty, mighty world.