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True colours during Gray times

How do u define a friend
By the amount of time we spend with them
By the amount of time we spend thinking of them
How do u decide a friend
By the work they do
By the background they come from
By their character
By their social status
Or by your instinct
I always decide a friend by my instinct
I define a friend not by the amount of time spent with them
But the quality of time spent
Spending even five minutes of time with them
Should create a impact or make a change
Even a smile or a tear is worth the time spent with them
Does not necessarily mean we will develop world economy or something
Just a word or touch to warm a cold heart or day
The most basic requirement in the world
Is always very simple
Its just the feel of feeling loved
A friend can make us feel that
Whether we spend time with them or not
But this does not mean we always make the right choices
Some hasty decisions lead to heart breaks
Sometimes instincts also fail us
The true test comes in times of hardship
They are one way of telling us the good and best news
Good News is who are friends really are
The best news is who are people who really not our friends
Some people stick to us during happy times
And fill our lives with sweet words and sweeter lies
But they fade away in tough times
We dont understand why hardship strikes
It helps us understand people
The rice from the shaff
It helps us move on
With true people and a stronger heart
It just realized
The True colours of people during Gray times
Yes it hurts
But it is for the best

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