What's the currency value for an apology in these turbulent times?

Many things have been swept under the carpet, many a times. How much longer will it be before the carpet is no longer able to hide its ugly buldge beneath it?

Just chanced upon an entry on another friend's blog, which reflected a little of my current thoughts, but penned better than I could..


"Friends come and go.

Friends are like kites. You need to learn when to pull and let loose the string sometimes (because they can't be with you all the time), and these are the ones that will remain with you for a long time.

Some of them, when you first knew them, you keep in touch with them often. But as time goes by, you start to release the string of the kite. And when you realise it, they have drifted too far off, too far to come back again. These are the ones that you lose, the ones that you feel hard to catch up with because you've lost contact with them for some time, and they don't bother keeping in contact with you.

Some of them, are your good friends. But because of a matter, the string breaks, and the kite flies away, never to come back again, no matter what you do.When all these happens, and you think about them, how often do the other party think about you? But life goes on you see. To some of them, you may just be a statistic on MSN, a statistic on Facebook, a statistic in their ever-growing friends list."


2 hands. Never 1 hand.