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.. in life.Just came back from my early morning coffee break, a routine I've been doing years back, the least I can do actually especially working on graveyard shift. During which I saw and came across other walkers and joggers doing their rounds and some young people hanging out.And suddenly it made me think that in life we meet different kinds of people. All of them change our lives in some way or the other. Some people give new dimensions to our outlook and with others our thoughts process doesn't click.So, with that, I decide to categorize people or should I say human mind : * There are people who care for us and are always there for us. Well such people become our support system. Anything goes wrong and we know we have these set of people to always look forward to. * There are also people who pretend to care for us and are never there for us in our hours of need. God bless us from such fake people. In life such category is the one who crosses our paths in day to day life. * Then, there's people who do care for us but for some reasons we don't want them to be there in hours of need. Such people are harmless and sweet kinds. * Well, there's also people who act as our agony aunt. God bless such people who are always there to lend their ears to our sobbing tales. God knows what soil these people are made of that even after hearing depressing stories they never lose hope and always try to see better side. We treat such people as our punching bags. * For those people who don't care a damn about us and we should never expect them to be there for us. Its better to keep such people at arm's length. * And for those people who never find any flaw in whatever we do. Even if you do something wrong, such category would never ever say any negative remark, on the contrary that they tend to find something positive in the whole negative thing. Hats off to them. * Not forgetting those people who always find flaws in our work. Even if the work is up to the mark such breed will find ten thousand flaws in it and how they do it , its still a mystery to me. * I prefer those people who encourage us when we are right and show us the right path when we are going on wrong path. Such category always speak their mind and are our well wishers. * Hate those people who treat us as their agony aunts and we need to lend our shoulders to their eyes full of tears. * Lurve those people whose company we enjoy as they are full of life, laughter and happiness, they tend to make our lives more cheery and bright. * My worst enemy, are those people who only have their sad tales to share. Such people should realize even we are humans and can listen to their tales to one limit-sigh * Always 'choose' people who make us laugh. * Avoid those people who make us cry. * My favorite category would be those people who make our heart skip a beat. Such people for me are very rare and I really value such breed. * Last but not least there's those people who change our lives. Such people come once in a blue moon and when they step in our lives, our lives is never the same. They show us what love is all about.In the process such people become our soul mates.I hope I had covered the different kinds of people that exists in this world. With that I end my research on people cum human characters cum behavior. It is sent to me by a friend...Hint;if my comments bother you,please tell me.
i'd rather read a comments on the post i've posted, but .. no .. it's ok :)
لـكُـم - أيّــهَ الـبَــشَــرُ- ديـنُـكـم وليَ دينI read it as a literary statement-have a far not direct meaning,and may be read by more than one way-,so,i think this comment is related to the meaning i got:problems with people,not all,and not the religion.So,i liked to share you this message sent to me by a friend.Try not to see ,what i write,just a comment;it is like sharing thoughts ...if you want.but,if you do not want ,i have to stop...
Thanks for sharing, there's always a seat for a guest in my blog :)
"Guest",is the correct word in the correct place.Thanks very much....
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