You hadn’t messaged
I hadn’t too
Because I always called
Never did you
I was supposed to be angry
Behave all haughty
And tell you I am busy
But today when I heard you
Amidst all the noise
It was as if I had no choice
Stories and instances found
themselves a voice
Now I am angry with myself
For not showing it to you
And wonder why my anger
Around you takes a dip
But then I guess
That’s what they call
The beauty of friendship
Awww :) I agree friendship has its own ways of being beautiful! :)
ReplyDeleteTrue that. Thank you :)
DeleteThat's friendship! It forgets the past inequities and rallies around. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
Deleteblissssssssssssssss... the best relation there can be FRIENDSHIPPPPPPPPPP
ReplyDeletemainu yaar mere jaapde khuda warge.. kisse allah de fakeer di Dua warge
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Yes. Friendship - absolute bliss :)
DeleteI am sure many can relate to the scenario you have described. Life is too short to hold a grudge.
ReplyDeleteAgreed Kerry. Thank you for visiting :)
DeleteThe beauty of friendship beautifully expressed. We may fight and feign ignorance but a call makes it bliss.
ReplyDeleteIt totally does
DeleteOh yes!
ReplyDelete:)
DeleteI liked your expression of friendship. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Shanaya :)
Deletewell expressed. nice read.
ReplyDeleteThank you Meera :)
DeleteGood one!
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
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