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The Nexus

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Why would her mother tell her something like that after so many years? Was it better for her to live believing that her dad was dead? She felt sick to her stomach for thinking that way about her own father. But that was not the end of the surprise. She also had a brother!

Her father was the last person she wanted to talk to or think about after all the stories she heard about him and after what had happened to her, she could never unsee the things he had done to her mother. But then her brother? She had grown up as an only child all her life and now, she found out she had brother. She had always wanted a brother all her life, someone to dote over, someone to be there for her, someone to protect her.
She had to speak to her father first to get through to him. Should she call? Should she just show up at his door after all these years? She wondered what she would even say to him. “Hey Dad! This is me, your daughter, the one you walked out on after beating my mother nearly to death.”

She searched for him online and found his profile there. She looked more like him than she looked like her mother. She hated that. They had the same eyes, the same high cheekbones. Her smile was like her mother and she was grateful because she thought she would never want to smile again otherwise.

It took her a few minutes to think, whether she should simply ignore it. May be it was a bad idea to message him. She was rewriting the message in different ways in her head. “Hey, Dad! This is me, your daughter, Mina. I didn’t even know you existed.” Or may be just a “Hi!” message. She was feeling nervous and also nauseous about this whole thing but she was inquisitive about it too. She wanted to see how he was for herself, how it felt to call someone “Dad”.

She hovered her mouse-pointer over “Send Message” and she finally sent him a message. He replied in a few minutes and to her surprise, he seemed to take it so casually and seemed unfazed despite the fact that this was his daughter who thought him dead or missing was reconnecting with him after 14 years.
They exchanged a few messages. They were to the point. He asked her what she was doing with her life. It was superficial and to the point, perhaps even cold. She wasn’t ready to talk yet. She didn’t know what to talk about or how to ask him the tons of questions she had rattling in her head, like, why he abandoned her and her mother, or why he never bothered to visit them even once? Did he even have a small tiny tinge of love for her? Did he have any care for her mother? Mina held back her questions because all of that did not seem to matter but she was dying to ask him about just one thing – her brother.

She finally got to the point though she couldn’t word the question any less awkwardly.
And then he stopped responding.

It was not completely unexpected as her mother had told her a lot about her father, he wasn’t the most caring or compassionate person in the world and he only thought about himself. He was abusive and tortured her mother everyday for 11 years of their marriage, but she stayed with him for all those years. Then one day, he left and was never heard from again. But he didn’t leave alone. He took her son with him. Not for love, but because he needed labour, he needed someone who could earn for him, for his drinks.

She willed herself to not check her phone to see if he had replied. It had been about three days now. She hated that she was constantly checking his ‘last seen at’ status and yes, he had logged in just five minutes ago. Yet she couldn’t stop herself. This sinking feeling to find absolutely no communication from him was becoming unbearable, almost torturous.

And then, just as she sat down in her chair, her phone vibrated. With her heart thudding in her ear, she unlocked her phone and stared at the screen. Finally! It was his message.

But when she opened it and read it, she nearly stopped breathing. She didn’t know if he was joking or not. What was this?

She froze. Her phone slipped out of her hand as the message burned into her eyes. She wanted to look at her phone again but couldn’t find the courage to do it. Her mouth dried up and though she screamed inside her head all she could manage was a whimper. Her breath became slower and slower until there was hardly any motion on her chest wall.

Her mother came in right at that moment, and though she could hear her, she couldn’t answer or move any part of her body.

Her mother cried out to her. An ambulance was called and she was rushed to the hospital immediately. The voices came in like distant echoes, the sight before her was blurred like she was sitting in a thick glass box. She could hear everybody as she was taken through the corridor of the hospital’s emergency section. She could hear her mother crying and the doctor asking her what had happened.
Her mother desperately begged him to save her and she could hear her say that she had no idea what had happened to her.

Mina was taken to another room to be examined. She could hear the nurses talking, the sounds of the machines, the beeping and the orders that the doctor was giving and then finally the doctor asked one of nurses to call her mother in.
The doctor said, “The patient is in a coma but the baby is alright. Please come to my office, I need to ask you a few questions.”
The doctor and her mother left the room.

She could hear the doctor’s words echoing in her ears over and over again. “The patient is in a coma but the baby is fine. The patient is in a coma but the baby is fine.” The voice became louder and louder and it just didn’t stop. She wanted to cry, to shout out. She wanted to kill herself, to kill this baby! Her baby! Their baby! It was revolting.
She cried and screamed inside her head but could make no voice. She didn’t have the strength to or the willingness to. All she managed was a tear, a tear that told the whole story, that expressed everything in just that one drop.

Later that evening Mina’s mother went home to collect her clothes and pack a few things for her. She sat on the chair exactly where her daughter was sitting, she was trying to figure out what had happened.

Mina had gone through a lot in the last one month. She knew that she shouldn’t have told Mina about her husband and her son. She didn’t want her daughter to have anything to do with her husband but she felt that her daughter needed her brother. She wasn’t enough to protect her. Flashes of what happened came in front of her eyes. The memories of Mina’s screams were torturing. That man had come into the house, tied her up and gagged with a gun pointed at her head. Mina did whatever he told her to though she tried to protest, all to protect her. Then that bastard, he raped her. He raped her daughter in front of her own eyes. She screamed, she screamed so much and cried but before anyone could come, he ran away. The coward! She was too weak to save Mina from the evil.

Her daughter was lying in a pool of blood and she couldn’t do anything about it. Mina didn’t want to complain to the police. She had begged not to go to them. She was scared that even if the police found him, he would get out, and then he would come back and kill them both. Mina wanted to just forget about it all. She wanted to move on. But now she was pregnant! Pregnant with this monster’s child!

She couldn’t think about it anymore. Her heart was pounding inside her. But if Mina’s brother was there, he could have protected her, protected them both.
The last time she saw her son was when he was six. He would have grown up now and she knew that no matter how her husband was, her son would have grown up to be a gentleman. She had spent every minute of those six years with him, she had taught him to be different, much different from his father. He was a very loving child and even at that age he was taking care of his sister who was just two. She smiled thinking about it. It was the happiest days of her life when she had both her children around her. They gave her peace in that hostile life. Her daughter was too small to understand what was happening around so all that she did was smile at her even if she was crying. It was her son who had understood what was going on and he knew that his father was a bad man. He would come and say, “Ma, when I grow up and have muscles, I’ll grow up to be a good man and I’ll protect you from him.” Those were the words she was longing to hear again but this time, for his sister.

Just then she saw Mina’s phone lying on the ground with the screen faced downwards. She picked it up to put it in the bag she was packing for her. She saw the phone was unlocked and to her surprise she saw the man’s picture who raped her daughter on the screen. She froze. It was a message sent by her husband. Underneath the picture was the message: Mina, this is Jackie, your brother. Call him on 849000054

What is love?

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There were so many times when I wondered what love really meant. It is something that’s meant to happen only between two individuals who are soul mates? Between those who are meant to be together?

If this is true then how it is possible that some people fall in love so many times, or why is it that married people get divorced if they married their soul mates and they were madly in love with each other just a few months ago? Does that mean that it wasn’t love?

What is the real truth behind love?

Like how we feel anger, sadness, fear, joy, acceptance, disgust, surprise and anticipation, love is just another feeling.

But why are we so confused while describing it?

Well, there are other feelings too that are hard to describe. For example, the feeling of disappointment.

You are of course sad when you are disappointed but sadness is not the only feeling that you have when you are disappointed. It’s mixed with other feelings too.
Like-wise, we have guilt. For example, you went out for a party that you weren’t permitted to go to. You felt the joy of being there but also you had the fear of what might happen if you get caught. This feeling of joy and fear together is the feeling of guilt. Yes, I’m sure you didn’t think of it that way before.

So what’s the story behind love?

All of us know how it feels when we are so full of joy. But love is not just the feeling of joy right?
Have you ever thought how it would feel when we have a mixed feeling of joy and a feeling of acceptance together?

When we feel the joy of being with somebody who is compatible with us, and when we feel that we are being accepted for who we are, we call that mixed feeling love.
The reason why the probability for falling in love is so less is because there is a very thin line that separates this from other combinations, like if joy is mixed with the feeling of anticipation, it won’t give you the feeling of love but instead make you feel like an optimistic person. Similarly if the feeling of being accepted is mixed with fear for the person then you will not feel love for the person but rather feel submissive. Or this feeling of love, instead of being just a feeling of joy and acceptance, if it gets mixed with other feelings like anger and fear, the outcome is that instead of feeling love for that person you will end up feeling jealous of that person.

It is also not necessary that you feel it for just one person. Love can happen with anyone, anytime, anywhere and multiple times, as long as you feel the joy and you feel fully accepted. But, if either joy or acceptance is lost, love will definitely fade.

That’s why it’s rightly put when they say – ‘love has no boundaries’.

Bliss in N-O-T-H-I-N-G-N-E-S-S.

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I thought I was being very smart by trying to train myself to be happy all the time. I also thought I had succeeded until something used to go wrong and I had a gust of emotions that travelled through me. Sometimes it was sadness and envy of those who I thought were in better positions. Sometimes it was loneliness and sometimes pure rage.

I told myself to try and try again through another way. I looked at religion and God but I was not convinced. I found some flaws in every religion and religious books. All the different ideologies made me wonder if God even existed.

I started talking to people of different backgrounds, religion and culture. I quietly listened to them speak. There were two things that I found that was constantly a highlight of all those conversations. One, they all made me have this strong urge of arguing with them and second, all of them had a belief so strong that if I had to say anything against their views, it would end up building anger in them. All of this made me wonder if I already had a belief of my own. Why I was trying to argue in the first place? To convince them or to convince myself?

I knew that God was not my solution. So I turned to science. Being a doctor it was easy to understand the work of hormones. I understood that emotions are of course the work of hormones. But how was I going to control my hormones?

I started reading a lot about psychology and as much as I started to understand how easy it was to control your own mind, it became a very vast syllabus to be understood because psychology as a subject has not matured yet. We still haven’t understood the mind fully.

Failing at my attempt, I turned to something more neutral. Neither religion nor science and perhaps both. I turned to meditation.

The escapism felt good the first day I tried it but it was only for that little while. It didn’t help me to be happy all the time. I was disappointed and I thought I was asking for the impossible. The better word here was stability so I replaced happiness to stability.
How could I have a stable mind all the time?

One afternoon I remember looking at maps of the world. I wondered how significant the state of events in my country were on a global scale and if all the drama that happened in society was really that relevant. I wanted to go a little further away so I started searching for videos of other planets on the solar system. I could still visualise the earth well enough to recognise it but as I zoomed out to the Milky Way galaxy I couldn’t see the earth or our solar system clearly. I couldn’t stop there so I zoomed out further to the edge of the universe. The entire Milky Way became a speck in a supercluster of galaxies and our supercluster was just another supercluster in the universe which was just one of multiple universes according to some theories. We still don’t know what lies beyond but that didn’t really matter to me now.

In my mind, I didn’t want to find what was beyond but I was instead trying to figure out where the earth was in all of this.

I couldn’t really find it. Yes, this whole earth. The one that is so big. The one that is home to the whole human race and the animals and trees and insects and billions of other living and non living things. The one where different religions and ideas exist. The one where people find so many problems.

I zoomed in and then zoomed further in billions of light years until I could finally see that speck. It was smaller than a speck of dust and yet it was the biggest size of it I had seen after traveling to the edge of the universe. I grinned a little to see such a tiny thing floating in that gigantic alien environment.

I realised it was impossible for anybody who was living on that dust sized planet to become the master of anything at all. It’s just not in our control.

I was finally satisfied with the answer to all those questions I had been asking. The only way out for being stable all the time is by accepting the fact that it is impossible and it is beyond my control, but what is in our control is this moment?

This moment which is never constant. This moment when we sometimes get dragged away to thoughts of the past or the future. It is constantly travelling back and forth. And it’s okay, it’s okay to let it go where it wants and it’s okay to allow it to drift away but remember to train your mind to come back to where you are because this moment is the one that is the safest and the most stable place for you. The past might bring regrets or the future might create anxiety in your mind. Learn to come back every time your mind drifts off. Because this moment itself is beautiful. Be in it as much as you can and don’t try to change anything because look around you, there is nothing wrong with this moment. Look around you, everything is stable and you are blessed to be able to experience it.

The perfect man.

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“I’m fine!” She said.

“Are you really okay?” He asked her just to make sure that she really was.

“Yes, I am okay.” She answered with full assurance but she was getting choked with her pain. May be it was just her mood swings but it was terrible and she could hardly take in a full breath. She could feel the stress all over her body and it was making her sick.

“Do you want me to cancel my plans for tonight and stay with you?” He was wondering if she was really okay or not.

“Noooo, don’t cancel your plans for me. It was just my mood. I’m okay.” She actually wasn’t but she didn’t want to spoil his evening.

“Are you sure? You don’t mind if I go?”

“Yes! Go! I’m okay.” She answered.

“Alright!” He said as he took his phone out of his pocket and called his friend.

“Hey! What’s up? I just called to tell you that I won’t be able to make it tonight.”
He looked at her as he spoke and continued on the phone, “Yeah! Sort of,” he smiled at her as he spoke. “Okay! I’ll see you soon. Bye.” He hung up and put the phone back into his pocket.

“What?” She was surprised.

“Nothing, I cancelled my plans. There is nothing great in a burlesque anyway.” He answered.

“But why did you do that? A burlesque?! Go! I asked you to go, I’m really okay. I’m fine.”

“Ya, there you go again. ‘I’m fine, I’m really okay, GO’…” He said with a grin.

” YES! I did because I really am,” she was blushing, smiling, happy, excited. She was just happy that he was actually staying though she didn’t want him to cancel his plans for her.

He took her hands into his and looked into her eyes as he said, “Baby, I don’t remember where I read this from or if someone told me.
When a girl says she’s OKAY, she is actually NOT.
When a girl says she’s FINE, she is NOT fine.
When a girl says GO, she wants you to stay.
And YOU said it all just now at one time. That’s when I knew I had to be here with you.”

She laughed, she had no words. She just hugged him tight.
He hugged her back and asked again.
“Are you okay now?”
“Ya!” She answered.
“Okay! Now I know you are fine and remember there is nothing more important to me than this.”

She hugged him tighter and closed her eyes to feel his love. All her stress and pain melted away. She just knew she was a lucky woman, the luckiest she had ever been.

Is Facebook or any social networking making you feel that you prefer social isolation?

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The feeling of preferring social isolation is mostly because of a deeper cause which is a feeling of rejection. And yes! It’s normal. There are certain things we don’t realise that is happening to us or the people around. It’s simply called aging!

Managing a successful ageing is not something that can be done later in life as ageing is a gradual process that begins quite early in life. By the early 20’s the signs of problems related to ageing can be seen in certain individuals which only increases by 30 and becomes greater with increasing age.

Some of these signs are :

* Loneliness
* Sense of worthlessness
* Financial insecurities
* Depression
* Social isolation
* Feeling of rejection

To fight these feelings, we try and use our defense mechanism of trying to isolate ourselves from the world. We try to withdraw ourselves from the society as this disengagement helps us relieve ourselves from the roles we had to play or those responsibilities we were unable to fulfil. Some describe this as retreat and they tell themselves that they are happier alone. But is it a good choice?

It is of course common but it’s not ideal because all that you are doing is adjusting with society. When we were younger we didn’t think about this so we were happier as we had no clue about something called ‘being judged’.

The ideal way is to “be-you-or-lose-you”. You need to maintain your activities without caring about how others might judge you. Being active physically, mentally and socially can help you adjust better with ageing. It will help you to have a better self image, greater satisfaction and more social support which will result to a more successful ageing.image

So, though it’s normal to socially isolate yourself, it’s always a better choice to be active for a successful adjustment to ageing (Of course selective disengagement is necessary so just remember one thing – nobody posts pictures of them crying or being sad and you are not the only one having a frustrated life at some point because everyone goes through it)!

The three questions to help you decide if your date is a keeper or not.

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imageDeciding whether someone is a keeper or not can get you in a double bind. We tend to keep ourselves blind folded because we are interested in the person and every time we get hints that he/she isn’t a keeper, we try to ignore the negatives.

Well, each one of us are searching for our true soulmates and everyone in the end of the day is looking forward to stability. The truth is that everyone is a keeper for someone or the other but how can you recognise if someone is a keeper for you or not?

Are they ready for you? It’s hard to change a person or even try to change their routine. So there is no point waiting for them to be ready, it’s going to take a lot longer than you think. They have to be ready by themselves, you can’t change it no matter how hard you try.

Do words and actions match? If they say they will call you at a certain time or fix a date on the certain day, the keepers will make sure they are there for you. More importantly, they will check up on you in between and they will always want to be a provider.

Is career more important? If you hear them talking too much about how important their career is or that they have a lot going on. Well, they are really not lying and a lot must be going on but you got your sign. You need to hit the accelerator and move on because may be the person is a keeper but not for you.

Giving a commitment to somebody is all about timing. Sometimes even if the person is right, the timing is wrong. So don’t blame yourself if it doesn’t work. There is nothing wrong with you. All you have to do move on and create the space for the keeper or else how will they come into your life?

5 perfect gifts for your man.

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Guys do cute little things that makes a girl feel that they care like getting flowers, surprising them with gifts or just opening the door for them.

But, what are the things that you can do to show him how much you care?

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Make dinner! You can always make it together but how about letting him free to do his work or watch his favourite TV show or may be play his video games while you surprise him with his favourite meal?

Watch his favourite movie with him : You are lucky if you share the same interest in the kind of movies you like but even if you don’t, how about buying two tickets to his favourite movie and taking him out on a date.

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Show him that you are proud of him : you have heard so many compliments from your guy, he makes you feel beautiful and makes you feel like a princess. He has always looked at you like he is the luckiest to have found you. Why not make him feel the same? Let him know how safe you feel around him. Let him know that you actually feel sad for his ex-girlfriends that you are the one who finally got him. Tell him that you are proud of having him as your man. There is no better gift than making him feel like a man who is capable of taking care of you.

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Value his opinion : Ask him what does he want for Christmas  ( No! That’s not the opinion I’m talking about). Discuss important things about your life with him, ask him for his opinion. It doesn’t make you an indecisive and dependent person if you do that.

Give him his space : Agreed that you are the most important person in his life but he also has other things he enjoys doing. Let him have his space. Don’t make him feel guilty that he didn’t include you in his plans. Just offer him your love and support in anything he does. Meanwhile, find other things to do rather than waiting for him. “You” will be that gift he treasures when he comes back.

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And yes! men are not different from women. They love surprises and gifts too so take your pick. Buy him anything that he likes or anything that he needs or simply anything that you would love him to have.

LEt YOURSeLF HEaL!

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I know there are times when you become worried, fearful, hopeless, angry and sad but if you can accept it that it is just the inner truth of that moment and not the next you can let yourself heal.

Most times when you are worried, you asked yourself the question- why did only you have to go through it. You called yourself an idiot some times or you blamed yourself or someone else for your problems.
But the more you accept and acknowledge the problem without criticism or blame, the more you tell yourself that you are not the only one who goes through these problems, the more you can help yourself heal.

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Soften or let go of those harsh expectations and unrealistic demands on yourself and others, forgive others and yourself for errors of the passed, stop worrying about the things you can not control and learn to focus on your own peacefulness.

Spend more time appreciating yourself, take more time to take care of yourself and stick up for yourself, stand up for what your heart feels is right and give yourself that powerful message: to feel well.

Motivation can be done in various ways… Motivated by fear, guilt or even resentment. But tell yourself that now is the time to be motivated and do things only out of love and celebration or a joy of self expression.

Appreciate your body, be conscious about it and fully inhabit it. The more and more you can see the beauty of your own being, you will be able to see the beauty of others and your surrounding.

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What picture of yourself do you have in your mind?
That blueprint that you hold in your mind’s eye should be only of your healthy self, a strong and vital you. The person who is confident and beautiful. Grow that sense of well being, feel your mind sharpening and your senses becoming more acute.

If you feel that you are not good enough for anything, if you feel that you are not confident enough, if you think your body is not perfect, if you feel that you are not beautiful.
Just wash it out of your mind. Dissolve it and take it out of your mind.

May be you could ask yourself what’s perfect or beautiful? Ask your friend of who she/he thinks is perfect? Ask a person from another country to define what is perfect or someone from another continent, ask someone from another generation to point to someone who is perfect? Ask a mother of a child who has anencephaly if she has the perfect love when she sees her child?

There is no “one” definition of perfection. It is you who decides what is perfect.

Start appreciating yourself and your body, instruct your mind to appreciate it.
And start treating yourself with respect if you want others to treat you with respect as well.

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Pamper your mind because it has gone through a lot. Thank your mind for the courage, strength and resourcefulness.

Salute it for the years of it’s willingness to learn, change and grow from challenging circumstances.

Give it the strength to be strong because my dear reader,
You have many things to do, many gifts to give, many purposes to accomplish.

Let yourself heal because It’s time to feel contented, rich and full.

So, you are not a terrorist?

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Insurgents : No, we are not terrorists. You see, we have our ideology unlike the terrorist.
We form a parallel government and we rise up against our government.

Civilians: So, do you kill civilians?

Insurgents : We do kill civilians but only the local people. We are not like the terrorists
who have no idea who they are killing and who do not have a fixed target.

Okay next…

Militants : No, we are not terrorists.
We are…mmmm…have you heard of the word “militia”?
Yes, that’s right. We come from there. We are an organised army.
We only attack the regular army.
We do kill civilians but that’s only co-lateral damages.

Alright! Next…

Naxalites : We are just an extreme form of communism. We only want to rule the
Country.
We do kill civilians but that’s really not our intention. But, we kill.

Pirates : No way, we are not terrorists.
We only rob (exploit) and it’s mostly in the sea.
Do we kill people?
Well, yes if they come in between.

Rapists : Are you crazy? Of course we are not terrorists.
We only rape, you know sexual intercourse.
We kill only when we want to, not always.
Sure we terrorise people but we are not terrorists.

Murderers : We have nothing to do with terrorism, we only murder.
Sometimes we don’t even have guns or even knives.
We just kill.

Kidnappers : We only kidnap. Killing is only 68% of all the kidnapping.
We are not terrorists.

Religious fundamentalists : In the name of God, please don’t ask us if we are a
terrorist or not. If we kill it’s only in the name God, for God
We don’t kill otherwise.

Racists : Oh! We are just the “master race”, we are not terrorists. We sometimes kill
because we…WE ARE JUST SUPERIOR!

Army and police : Come on, you know us. We only protect. Civilians
get killed while we are protecting. It of course terrorises civilians but
We are not terrorists.

Alright ENOUGH!

So who and what is terrorism?

It’s an act of an individual or an organisation that causes fear and terror in the mind of people at large. That’s why we call it TERROR-ism.

Can we stop terrorism?

Until we realise the exact meaning of terrorism, we will never be able to stop it.

The last bottle of Tequila.

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There was wine, vodka, rum, whiskey, cocktails and of course tequila.

We drank. We drank till we forgot everything else in our lives, the good, the bad, the happiness and the pain.

We danced, we sang, we joked, we laughed.

We were all there in our moment of joy.

This is happiness, I thought. Truly living the moment.

Live for the moment, live in the moment. These are the only words of wisdom I truly believe in so, in that moment I stopped to feel it, to capture it in the deepest of my mind.

So, I watched everything, everything that surrounded me. The flowers, the grass, the chairs, the table, the glasses, the empty bottles and that last bottle of tequila.

As my eyes stopped at that bottle, someone held it. He poured that last shot for everyone. My eyes paused at the hands, watching him pour and then serve everyone. I saw each face one by one, each one taking their share. And that’s when I realised that there was a deeper meaning behind that moment.

There was sadness in every smile, sadness behind the laughs, sadness behind every dancing soul and then I saw the actuality of that moment that there was indeed loneliness in every soul. But no, we won’t accept it. We can’t say it. Because for the world, we have to look happy.

Some of us share it with our closest friends and most of us keep quiet about it. We are afraid to show our loneliness because we think we are probably the only one who goes through it but the truth is that everyone is convicted of loneliness at some point or the other.

Look around you, look at the people around you: the close ones, your random friends or that stranger. They are waiting for you and you have waited for them. We all need love, we have a deep and powerful yearning of care, we all wait for it. It doesn’t matter where it comes from, you don’t have to a relative or even a friend.

So, walk out of your cocoons and be there for that stranger, that friend, that person. Talk your heart out to people and tell them about your true self. There is no point of being surrounded by people when you can’t communicate about the things that are important to you. Talk, be comfortable in talking about your lonely times because your lonely times come only because you are not able to communicate about the things that matter to you. Allow them to do the same without judging them or without trying to solve their problems. Be a part of that inexplicable feeling for a person when in their most lonely hours, someone made them feel delighted and made their loneliness disappear.

Just be a true friend, a true friend to more people. A true friend to every person you come across. Tell them that they might feel lonely but they are not the only one and that together we can kill it. Remember friendship is not about who stayed with you longest or who stays beside you forever, friendship is being there for a person when they need you even if it’s only for a moment.

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So, here’s my share of friendship I am distributing with a shot for you from this bottle of tequila.

Cheers to life and all the human experience we come across. Let’s promise that from this moment on, we will try and make one lonely soul happy and build bridges to other souls instead of building a wall for yourself that makes it hard for not just others but for you to cross.