IMPRESSED INVITE!

This was an invite from my friend's friend!!! I was literally in tears after reading it!

ABC- My friend
XYZ- Friend's Friend
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Hi Maithily,
This is XYZ i m ABC's friend .. i think u know me.. !

And the reason for the mail is....

This saturday ABC is celebrating her birthday i think u too know... i thought of giving her a surprise...

i planned many things but I couldn't find anything that would make her happy!!! But I have found one thing and thats YOU!!!

Every time she is speaking about u only.. whenever she happy she will speak about u only .. how u were and how ur friendship is and its all about only "YOU". Some times I myself admired about your friendship ..

so my only request is can u please come to meet her on this Saturday???

if u come and meet her on saturday really she will be so happy .. so please.. Please spend a day with her.. ?Or at least an hour.. please..

i will wait for your reply ..

i dont know your number so please send a msg to this number

1234569870

I hope u will come

if u have any mistakes,revenge,or anger on me please forgive me...

Keep Smiling,
XYZ
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I tried to accept the invitation and meet my friend, but life got in the way, and I couldn’t make it. Even now, I feel bad that I wasn’t there for her birthday. But seeing her surrounded by happiness and love made my heart full. I’ve always been so proud of our friendship. I love you, my friend!

Life moved on, and destiny worked its magic. She married that very friend on 02-Feb-2015, and today they have two beautiful daughters. She’s living far away in the USA, but no distance or time has ever changed what we share.

Even today, when I’m feeling low, she’s just a message away. It’s almost like magic—whenever one of us is down, the other somehow just knows. A simple text, a few words, and suddenly, everything feels lighter. We’ve always had this unspoken connection, this chemistry that’s hard to put into words. She’s my constant, my person, the one who knows every little thing about me—my quirks, my dreams, my flaws—and never once judged me.

She’s still my best friend, my soulmate in the form of a friend, and I’m forever grateful to have her in my life

Originally posted on 05-Nov-2010 Edited on 09-Feb-2025

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