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2026-07-04 03:58:34

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Nigarahon :

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2026-07-04 08:01:50

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2026-07-04 07:11:40

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2026-07-04 07:31:34

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2026-07-04 14:40:30

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2026-07-04 04:30:53

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A friend of my friend is not automatically my friend. We often mistake an introduction for an inheritance. We assume that because someone has opened the door for us, we have also been given the keys to the house. But friendship does not work that way. Being introduced to someone by a friend simply means you have been given a better place to begin than if you had met as strangers on the street. It is an opportunity, not a finished relationship. It does not entitle you to the loyalty they have earned over years. It does not mean you can call in the middle of the night expecting the same answer, ask for the same favours, or lean on them with the same confidence. Those privileges were not gifted with the introduction. They were cultivated over time. Friendship is a garden. No garden flourishes because someone points you to it. It flourishes because someone keeps returning. The soil must be turned. Seeds must be planted. Weeds must be removed. Seasons of drought must be endured. There are mornings when nothing seems to be growing, yet the faithful gardener still comes. Only then does harvest become possible. So it is with people. Trust is not transferred. It is grown. Loyalty cannot be borrowed from another man's history. It must be written by your own hands, through your own consistency, your own presence, and your own willingness to remain when remaining is inconvenient. Even where three people are all friends with one another, no two friendships are identical. One may be built on years of shared hardship. Another on laughter. Another on quiet understanding. One friend may call when he is celebrating, another only when he is breaking. The love is real in each case, but it wears a different face. That is why friendship cannot be copied and pasted. Every friendship has its own language, its own memories, its own scars, its own inside jokes, its own forgiveness, and its own history. It is a living thing, shaped by the countless ordinary moments two people choose to give each other. Even Christ, who loved all His disciples, had John leaning on His chest, Peter being restored by the fire, and Thomas being met in his doubt. Same table. Same Lord. Different friendships. Different doors into the heart. Friendship, like all sacred things, punishes presumption. It does not open fully to the man who comes only to collect. It opens to the one who stays long enough to be known, to be tested, to be trusted, and to prove that he did not only come because the gate was open. A friend of my friend is not my friend.

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