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Bitter Truths….


There is a thin line that separates love and close friendship. Living in India, being brought up in quite a liberal family, I still insist that if the friendship is in between two people, of opposite gender , well usually the word "best friends" doesn't really make sense( in most cases as I see around me)…

But the trouble is, I being part of one or more such relations find the word "Friend" very meaningful….

Now the big question ?????

Would I love a girl who has a guy , supposedly "BEST FRIEND"_____ No! I wouldn't , maybe that's where instincts creep in!!!

May be I will learn to deal with it, the day it'll comes… I fear the hour of losing my closest friends one day…in an uncanny twist of human psychology... I can see it coming __________Its unavoidable ,but I wish it's delayed as much as possible…

I surely don't love her now, but then would I, if I ever were to lose her… No I guess not….The best part of it though is ,that we have considered all possibilities together and it seems very simple… I hope it remains that way…forever more!

The spacing out I pray be smooth…. Or for either it would be a very grueling ordeal. Though it will heal with time…. But the scar shall remain!!!


God Bless!!

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Amrita said…
A GIRL N A GUY CAN BE BEST FRIENDS WITHOUT ANY ROMANCE CREEPING IN....GET THAT RIGHT!!!
August 28, 2009 at 5:29 PM
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