~ Reflections ~

In a moment of joy... in a moment of gloom...the first person we look for,is not famiy, but a friend...a frind who'd understand. Someone who'd understand your happiness...and be happy with you. Who'd appreciate your success ,and not feel jealous.. Who'd support you , at the time of crisis , without hoping for anything in return... Then why ... do i feel jealous of my friend... am i not a true friend .. or am i just being immature..

I've finally created a blog... after procrastinating for so long.. so its only right if i start with hope.. HOPE ~ Emily Dickinson Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.