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Friendships and the part they play in our lives(blog marathon post 28)



When it comes to my books, everybody knows that love and friendship feature prominently. Whether it is a story that involves a mental disorder (my first book Life is what you make it) or my sixth book that is the story of an unwed teen mother (It happens for a reason) friendships always form a prominent part of the protagonist's life.

Many people write in and tell me that they can relate. They have friends exactly like the ones described in my books. They love how important a role friendship and love plays in my books.

And yet there are a few (I must admit--very very few) who seem to think that such friendships exist only in books.

I can tell you that is not true. I have been blessed with some fabulous friendships. A little while ago I was speaking to one of my closest friends (the friendship between Vee and Suchi in 'It happens for a reason is modeled on this friendship of mine) and we were joking in that self-deprecatory manner which only two people who are really close and who know each other really well can.
'Thanks Madam, only you can come up with something like that,' she said.
'Welcome madam, I am glad you appreciate my fine taste,' I replied and we laughed again.

A good friendship is like the anchor as ell as a life boat in a ship. When the ship is sailing in deep waters, they go along, always there. When the ship docks, the anchor holds it firm till it is ready to sail again. And in case of troubled waters, the life-boat bails you out.

I am indeed fortunate to be blessed with great friendships---and my closest friends tell me I am extremely committed, devoted and they feel lucky to have me. My books reflect exactly this.


Here's to great friendships. If you have them in your life, you know what I mean.
Celebrate it. Cherish it. It is indeed a treasure.
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Comments

  1. Friendship. A small word with a huge meaning. I am a person who loves to makes friends, but has had a tough job on keeping the friendships going smoothly. Due to my own carelessness and selfish nature, I have had to say good-bye to friendships which were really special to me. It took me a long time to get over the hardship, but as the days went by, I learned a lot from the past which hopefully will help me to become a better person as the days go by and new friendships are born. You are correct Preeti when you say that friendships are a treasure. Finding it is a big achievement, and ensuring that it lasts forever is a blessing in disguise. Thanks for opening my eyes to the world on this topic.

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  2. sadly, I had a bitter experience. I don't trust in friends anymore. for me friendship, helping each other, the feeling of trust &honesty is nothing else but farce. perhaps, it was my bad luck, but I don't think I'll ever be able to trust someone or be cherish the delicious fruit of friendship

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  3. We feel blessed to have TRUE friends who can really be there with us in our GOOD and BAD times, I do make it a point to support all my friends who look upto me for the support that they require ! And yes, Preeti, you have a fabulous way of depicting the friendship, I am indeed a BIG FAN of this and long to have such friends !

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  4. Yes it's true.. I can trust my friends with my life..!!! They are the true people who will always let you be as you are..!!! I was watching this movie - Ajab Prem ki Gazab Kahani. It had this dialogue: Pure Friendship No Demands, No Complaints..!!! And this holds so true in friendship..!!! I really feel blessed to have a good bunch of true friends in life..!!! Awesome Post..!!! Keep Writing, Keep Inspiring..!!!

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