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Happy Friendships day!


Whoever said this:

"The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one."

Was absolutely right. Sigh what would a world be without friends? Imagine at least we

can chose them? Else we

would be stuck with crazy relatives...

So here is to all wonderful my friends in the blogosphere and in the big bad world...

The world isn't so bad with you guys around!

Thank you for being you!

Happy Friendships Day!
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  1. neeraj2 August 2009 at 03:06

    happy frendship day ....

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  2. Dhaval Shah (aka dkcreatto)2 August 2009 at 04:39

    Hey World is never bad at all! We make it with our thoughts! Nice pic. Tiger hugging kiddo, that's insane btw.



    My Own Words About Friendship! NO lols please.(First attempt offer! No copyrights. FREE to copy.} *grin*



    I woke up
    with a dream today
    so sweet it was
    making few new friend, everyday
    going here and there
    wondering about the sane

    it was difficult, in reality
    friends were there, but
    lost in speedy walk of life, begging
    freedom from despair I laid

    I howled, so strong
    washed my face with rain of self
    then came those hands, waving
    erasing trolls of dribbles

    Dream was there, never
    leaving me alone in the bed
    It showed me again, making
    few new friend, everyday!


    -Love,
    dkcreatto

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  3. sujata2 August 2009 at 13:03

    Hey Happy friendship day to you as well!!

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  4. eye-in-sty-in2 August 2009 at 20:17

    HFD 2 u too :-)

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  5. Iggy3 August 2009 at 10:30

    to you too!

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  6. As the Mind Meanders3 August 2009 at 11:22

    Happy Friendship day to you too Nikki...

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  7. As the Mind Meanders3 August 2009 at 11:33

    And thank you for the "Alchemy of Desire"... I bought the book... and am halfway through it... and I am so thrilled that I bought it... it is brilliant writing...

    Thank you again

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  8. Dhiman3 August 2009 at 12:08

    Happy Friendship day to you too !!!

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  9. blunt edges3 August 2009 at 12:26

    happy friendship day 2 u too :D

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  10. ZiLliOnBiG3 August 2009 at 14:12

    wish you too ditto the same. tc;))))))

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  11. Nikki3 August 2009 at 14:20

    @ neeraj

    Thanks same to you!

    @ Dhaval Shah (aka dkcreatto)

    Thanks for the lovely poem!

    @ Sujata

    Same to you dear!

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  12. Nikki3 August 2009 at 14:22

    @ eye-in-sty-in

    Happy Friendships day!

    @ Iggy

    :) Same to you!

    @ As the Mind Meanders

    Same to you dear!

    @ Dhiman

    App ko bhi!

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  13. Nikki3 August 2009 at 14:22

    @ blunt edges

    Same to you!

    @ ZiLliOnBiG

    :) Same to you!

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  14. Julia Smith3 August 2009 at 20:39

    I'm so glad to be friends with you, Nikki!

    ((hug))

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  15. SSD3 August 2009 at 23:05

    Though I don't care two hoots about Fraandsheep Day, friends are to be cherished and valued.

    I am sounding like a Hallmark greeting card here.

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  16. Nikki4 August 2009 at 01:10

    @ Julia Smith

    I feel the same way Julia.

    @ SSD

    Lolz

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  17. LAN10 August 2009 at 12:16

    wow; thats a cool blog u have!! :)

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  18. ani_aset12 August 2009 at 12:15

    happy friendship day and i like your template :)

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