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Intangible Dosti

 Google can give you the details and information about everything, i thought lets try then. And i keyed in  the word 'dost' which translates to 'Friend in English' ' Amico in Italiano' 'Amigo is Spanish and Portuguese ' and simply 'Ami in French'. It gave me millions and millions of results with tons of websites. Some said 'Dosti SMS' .. Some said 'Dosti Shayari' , there were Dating and dosti websites too in addition to a lot more funny crap which was enough to tickle me :P 
 I thought forget Google  lets try Wikipedia . Again i typed friendship and man, my jaw dropped looking at the results.There were some friendship theories, friendship history and bla bla and bla and much more crap. I thought, What the Fuck man! the whole internet these days is based on these two websites which internet   gave me such crap stuff.

What's this friendship anyway?
Is this friendship, really based on all this theories? is it what it  all means?
According to me,it is a wider concept. I still remember that line from my school days 'A Friend in need is a friend indeed' and this line confused me those days.few questions used to pop up in my mind and they still do.

Firstly, is it 'A friend in need is a friend indeed' or ' A friend in need is a friend in deed'?

 Secondly, is it 'A friend( when you are) in need' or ' A friend ( who is) in need'?

 If we consider the former, then the phrase means: 'Someone who helps you when you are in need is a true friend'. If the latter is taken in consideration, it is ' Someone who needs your help becomes especially friendly in order to obtain it'.

I never ever thought that one word could be so confusing and a single word could make me ponder so much.... while exercising my brain muscles over this topic, few faces flashed in my head. Ya man ! the face were the faces of those assholes that i always wish to punch  whenever i see them in real.These were the same bastards who used some ugly fugly name to call me. Whenever i used to see my crush,these scoundrels used to say me 'saale use mat dekh,she is your babhi'. These were those rascals who made fun of me by linking me with the most ugliest girl of the class.The Guys,with whom i used to wander in the streets, bunk the lectures and who helped me to learn the ABC of "abusive words" in my life. Guys who arranged the first porn movie for me, so that i could learn a bit of Bio.Guys who used to say ' saale koi na, koi b panga hua toh bula lena dekh lege   ( if you get involved in any fight, call us and we will handle it) . Guys who helped to work out with my first crush. I still remember ,when i was about to flunk , those morons mocked on my poor state but  at last helped me to get though it. I was in short of money and it was her birthday and those rascals taught me to take a loan and gave me the money so that we would enjoy. Rascals taught me that something like "alcohol" exists in this world   and bought me the first bear of life.
So, What do you think? Who are these fucking rascals ? Who are these faces ? People. who at one hand make fun of you and treat you like a shit and on the other hand , readily get involved in big issues for you? Are these the same faces which are referred to as friend-Dost- Amigo?

Well , I think yes.  No doubt, they are assholes, morons, rascals scoundrels and i feel like punching in the middle of their face whenever i see them but Life would be incomplete without them. They taught me many things that i wouldn't have been able to learn without them. Ya ,some of those may be bad  but good will be meaningless when there will be no bad. Those faces are my Friends and i wanna say you buddies, Life would be incomplete without you and i love you all (please don't take it that way.I'm strictly straight) .If you don't have friends then man, you are just another Big one ASSHOLE... :p




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  1. Dude nice details !!!!! I need to ask a thing or two... i liked the reference to me though..... ;-)

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  2. Lovely post. friendship is blessing.
    Follow each other.

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