Once upon a time there was a person who went to a new place, very unusual , very unknown, very much undiscovered and unexplored . There this person met another person, they talked very well as anybody on first meeting, asked each other's name and fortunately or unfortunately they incidentally fell in the same job, beside each other. I would call the first person person 1 and the other one person 2.
Then this person 1 was very well impressed by the person 2 and the manners, attitude, modesty, sensibility and benevolence. Person 1 really developed high regards for person 2. Person 1 started liking the latter as a human being and took care of person 2's needs and wishes.
But then this 2 befriended other persons who were definitely very outspoken and lively. Started to spend time with them and in a nutshell this person 1 hardly met his friend now. But even then this 1 was happy, very happy not at all concerned about 2 and earnestly did hid job and without any expectations, but that friendship was alive in him. He considered the latter his very good friend irrespective of latter considered or not.
Life continued......Then suddenly this person 1 notices person 2 coming to him, talking to him, sharing all his things, joys and sorrows and person 1 could not do anything but smile. Person 1 smiled because he had come to know that his true friendship had won. All that he endured in those times happily without any grudge, forgot those and now that he had his friend with him , he thanked the almighty.
So the moral of the story is that if you truly cherish your friend's presence , then no matter how the circumstances are, no matter how much the geographical distance is in between, no matter how the latter behaves, if you truly regard that presence and unconditionally care for them then you shall not be betrayed....
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