There are so many instances of amazing friends in the world of english literary fiction, i can spend a lifetime writing about them. But as too much of a good thing is not good too, I rest my series here (atleast for now).
But before I move on to analyse these friends in a different light, here is my tribute to all my friends, old and new, of my childhood, adolescence and youth, from rediffblogs, facebook and Ultimate Blog Challenge...my co-authors, my sister and my nephew :) i take the liberty to include my parents too.
A haiku, which refers to all of you:
what birds mean to sky,
and the seasons to the sun,
you mean to my life
How can someone respond to something as beautiful and simple as:
ReplyDeletewhat birds mean to sky,
and the seasons to the sun,
you mean to my life
except for, thank you, dear Asiya :) happy to call you my friend?
Beautiful Haiku, my sweet friend! Your friendship has become very important to me and I look forward each day to your insightful thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThanks cindy :) i also do the same, abt u! Wish we were nearer home, so we cud meet each other
DeleteSuch beautiful words... Asiya.
ReplyDeleteFriends are like stars; u don't always see them,
but you know they are there always....
Cheers to our friendship....
Thanks, huma :) very true. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteI am honoured to be considered your new-found blogging friend Asiya. Such a pleasure and delight to "meet you" as I love the way you write and especially your poetry. So heartfelt. And I love the fact that you can write haiku so naturally it seems! WOW! :) <3
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