While the fabric of our lives is held fast by the threads of love woven by our families and friends, it is equally embellished by the many, for lack of a better word, well-wishers, who make pretty our memories and colour with hope our dreams.
My hometown of Pune specialises in producing this breed of social beings – well-wishers. Not close enough to be a friend, not distant enough to be an acquaintance, well-wishers are peculiar to small cities, especially those that have an old-town heritage. They add a warm glow to one’s life. Big cities don’t have them.
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good to see you alive and writing. got worried when u did not comment on my photo blog. should i be audacious enough to include myself in the well-wisher category?
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