A document of closeness!

A person has to uproar in one's life when it comes to doing one's work in the given space and time. There is a better place to get always and with better place I better point to the new learning's flowing into our mind's castle. The shades of bonhomie are felt the most with our peers and our friends. There should be some attachment that is converging all kindness and charm into one's mind unknowing of the fact. Few people in our life get to become very important. We meet them sometimes or we lose touch with them for a long-long period of time. But still one day we are hopeful to meet them and present them with the goodness collected in the core of our heart. So many stories are to be remembered, so many facts are to be culturally exchanged in the language of closeness, which is known as friendship most fluently.
The richness of the world is best felt when the flashback of tender memories accompany us from road to road, and from street to street that we walk on. Wherever for that matter we are living in this big world, one day in the sunshine or moonlight, the shadows and the vibrancy of our friends rule over, up and above all the material facts that are ever around us. Nothing beats the feeling of bliss that is warmly encountered when we meet our bestie, or best friend after a long span. Because so many moments that we had lived together for quite a time, reappear as a blessing upon our shoulders. We stand up like a dreamer that we already are, remembering the blooming days in the upbringing of the flower of friendship from beneath the tender roots, that are deeply fitted. Like the nerves are these lines connecting. The lines of closeness.
My friend may go far, he may forget me for many a days after we depart. One day shall shine, beneath the sun when our roads will meet, when the lightening can be as proliferate than any shine or glitter. We shall smile and hug and an enchanter wave of merriment, shall relish, from that road to road and from the street to street that we go to, not alone this time for we will be together. --

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