05/22/09, Friday

Why we need Friends?

If you have reached this far in your life, you'll venture to say that friends are truly a must. What is wealth? - money, palatial home, sleek car, suburbia when no shoulders are there to cry on!

Indeed, we are lured to believe the American dream. Obviously, it is there when we are asleep. But in our waking hours, we are face to face with reality. And what do we need? Wine, women, song! Far from that. We need someone that we can speak the truth quietly and clearly. We need somebody who placidly is with us amid the din, the scare, the diverse face, and phase of this material universe. We want that person who got the sympathy and apathy of the golden rule; that the only element that never changes is change. And the printed words declared that America has now entered a world of change.

We, in a nutshell, need that someone, that somebody, that person to be a Friend.

And I stumbled on this person, who is a child of this universe, no less than the beautiful beach resorts of Bohol, and Rizal's Maria Clara's meaningful feeling of- "Sweet are the hours in one's own land Where all is loved under the sun, Life is the breeze in her fields sweeping, Death is welcome, and love more caring!" And this person has a right to be here, to be called a Friend.

He is my friend, SarCam80@yahoo.com.