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The Big Question ???

That fleeting moment
Remember that first time you met someone; an acquaintance, a friend, a relative even a classmate? Well, people say, that first impression matters. I have always believed that it surely does, but regarding the present, as such, it leaves a lot to be desired of that phrase.

A case scenario; friend

Has it ever felt good to you being new at any place or an event? Well, you are not alone. But the question has always been, how many of us have made it through that first experience and found a comfort zone in that environment instantly?
We have friends and the fact remains that we human beings are social creatures. We survive well in populace. We look up to people of higher scale than ours, for various reasons; motivation, as mentors probably just for pure admiration and to the highest order even worship and praise.

Like a life cycle of an insect, we trudge on through life with challenges, experiences and much more humongous  lessons. Some of these experiences make lasting impressions, some maybe just for a ephemeral moment, but the fact is, at one point in time it affected us conversely or to the better of our present.

Predicament

When all is said and not done, then humanity at its best is defined.
To you out there, a friend or foe…
It couldn't be easier to say who is who, but in life, we have better chances of surviving when we face our enemies, than when we come across our friends. We often learn the hard way, others are there to use us for their own benefit, and others come to make a beautiful impression of us, one way or the other. But the saddest chunk of all these, are the ones who use us gravely. To you who is reading this, I hope this comes at a time when you regard yourself as a good friend to your friends. :)
For a comforting send-off
“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt, Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth.”
― William W. Purkey
Happy April ya’ll!
Loughran.








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