In Life,
We Meet A Lot Of
People,
But
Make Frndz Wid Few
In Those Few
Some Touch Our Life
In Such A Way
That
Their Presence Is Felt
In Their Absence ... :)
A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.
