There are friends and there are friends
A set given to you by birth and blood
A set which you acquire and build over time
A set which happens by default and by company and habits
We like to call them family, relatives, best friends, buddies, pals, partners, acquaintances, neighbours, colleagues, comorades , batch mates, people known to us, people that work for us, our bosses, our HODs, our CEOs, people who ve taught us, people who have served us, people who have troubled us....
All basically are friends...
We call them friends because by choice or by chance, they have touched our lives in one way or the other
If they were ever in contact, their presence was meant to do what it did to our lives
If they are absent, their purpose in our lives is done with...
Whenever I say they, I also imply We/ us...
So either they wear off, die, distance, they are forgotten, they move away or move on...
Here distance per say is not just physical...
We move out and move on emotionally , mentally and vibrationally as well...
It's surprising to see that folks we used to hang out with and so close with at one time are so far away that we wonder what made us connect in the first place...
One thing is that our navigation charts are so different yet in subtle ways co related that every contact is absolutely significant and inevitable even if it's almost unobtrusive...
I have spoken about blueprint destiny and contracts in my previous write-ups
When I mull over the intricacy of this filigree of correlation I am amazed at how perfectly our HI and Bye points are planned in a lifetime.
We can and we must never ever say I REGRET...
Taking that path, choosing that course, taking that decision, selecting that person, getting married to this man, dating that woman, falling in love these many times, investing here, splitting up there, spending so much, earning this much, going there, coming out of that place, agreeing with them, fighting with them, accepting someone, ditching someone, getting duped, being cheated on, drifting, boozing, doping, letting her go, letting him stay, taking them in, asking them out, messing with some, getting serious about some....
What ever it might be, has made us what we are today...
Had it not been for that one instance or that moment , however miniscule it may be, we may not have been what we are....
It's the very mud n matter that we are made up of...
Grossly and ethereally...
Mistakes, achievements, crimes, collaborations, withdrawal... every bit of thing that happened has contributed on what we are....
I thank every single being that has contracted with me and consider every one as a Friend and a teacher...
I have no regrets...
My body of mere 5 elements may be perishable , and I won't be there after a set period of time in this appearance...
But I know that my soul is eternal and these friends have been with me in various roles in different lifetimes....
However good or bad the experience has been, every CONTACT was a CONTRACT and every soul is a FRIEND...
NO REGRETS...
ABSOLUTELY....
Tasmay Shree Guruve Namah
- Prajakta Sathe
A set given to you by birth and blood
A set which you acquire and build over time
A set which happens by default and by company and habits
We like to call them family, relatives, best friends, buddies, pals, partners, acquaintances, neighbours, colleagues, comorades , batch mates, people known to us, people that work for us, our bosses, our HODs, our CEOs, people who ve taught us, people who have served us, people who have troubled us....
All basically are friends...
We call them friends because by choice or by chance, they have touched our lives in one way or the other
If they were ever in contact, their presence was meant to do what it did to our lives
If they are absent, their purpose in our lives is done with...
Whenever I say they, I also imply We/ us...
So either they wear off, die, distance, they are forgotten, they move away or move on...
Here distance per say is not just physical...
We move out and move on emotionally , mentally and vibrationally as well...
It's surprising to see that folks we used to hang out with and so close with at one time are so far away that we wonder what made us connect in the first place...
One thing is that our navigation charts are so different yet in subtle ways co related that every contact is absolutely significant and inevitable even if it's almost unobtrusive...
I have spoken about blueprint destiny and contracts in my previous write-ups
When I mull over the intricacy of this filigree of correlation I am amazed at how perfectly our HI and Bye points are planned in a lifetime.
We can and we must never ever say I REGRET...
Taking that path, choosing that course, taking that decision, selecting that person, getting married to this man, dating that woman, falling in love these many times, investing here, splitting up there, spending so much, earning this much, going there, coming out of that place, agreeing with them, fighting with them, accepting someone, ditching someone, getting duped, being cheated on, drifting, boozing, doping, letting her go, letting him stay, taking them in, asking them out, messing with some, getting serious about some....
What ever it might be, has made us what we are today...
Had it not been for that one instance or that moment , however miniscule it may be, we may not have been what we are....
It's the very mud n matter that we are made up of...
Grossly and ethereally...
Mistakes, achievements, crimes, collaborations, withdrawal... every bit of thing that happened has contributed on what we are....
I thank every single being that has contracted with me and consider every one as a Friend and a teacher...
I have no regrets...
My body of mere 5 elements may be perishable , and I won't be there after a set period of time in this appearance...
But I know that my soul is eternal and these friends have been with me in various roles in different lifetimes....
However good or bad the experience has been, every CONTACT was a CONTRACT and every soul is a FRIEND...
NO REGRETS...
ABSOLUTELY....
Tasmay Shree Guruve Namah
- Prajakta Sathe
This is also nice
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