Broken Wings
“I hope the dove gets a better friend”, the kid said.
Why?
What happened?
With
a blank face kid started his story. “One day I saw a dove, she was in love with
the wind under her wings, she was flying free, the whole world seemed to cheer her,
I wanted her for myself. I started luring her with kind words and friendly
manners. Slowly she started trusting me, she came down to earth to be my
friend. She grew fonder, stopped flying, spent whole day playing around with
me.
Few
days later I found a parrot and wanted her as my new friend. Parrot seemed more
interesting and I started to ignore the dove. Dove started asking me questions,
so I told her to move on and find a better friend.”
I
was shocked, “the dove who came down to earth for your
friendship, you throw her away. Her wings are broken, scars are deep, yet you
expect her to find a better friend.”
Jeyaisha John

False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine but leaving us when we cross into the shade.
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