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Friendship is The Recipe of Love

Updated: Oct 4, 2024

By Annika Somani



Have you ever experienced the feeling of meeting someone?

Oh, so special- having found a person after being left alone with no one


Someone who I can talk trustfully to

Someone who I can call up and bother at any time

Someone with whom I can blush about my crushes

Someone before I can open the sluice gates of my eyes

Someone who is imprisoned with the responsibility of my secrets

Someone who loves, appreciates, understands, accepts and tolerates me

Someone who can understand exactly when I need space and when in life I have to race


We are given blood ties that most often make us cry

But, we have the option of choosing a relationship that is called friendship


My friend is the protective roof over my head me that cherishes me

Yet, friendship depends on who you are from deep within, nothing to do with materialism.


Precious metals and stones are incomparable to a friend with a heart of gold, Who over the

countertop can never be sold.

My friend has her eyes, ears and thoughts embedded in a heart that beats for me.


And out of the hundreds of people who cross your path

Only a few of them are sent to us for the rest are simply met by chance

Then gradually, we become the best of friends

Forming such a strong bond that one cannot explain


This eventually grows to form a path that only love can make


So unique yet so simple- it enhances our love so much


So, when you ask the Mighty God for a gift

And he sends you a friend who raises you up with a lift

You start flying on the wings of a dove

For Friendship is The Recipe of Love


By Annika Somani



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