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Purpose

Been some time since i was thinking about writing again but this perticular word stuck my mind few days back..  
you know how we find places in a random strangers life , how we become lovers, friends, BFFs and
(what ppl dont really mention) enemies.  Well the trivial thought boggled my mind for long ..
we humans consider ourselves  to be of the highest of creatures because we can think ... but
have we ever thought why do we exist in someones life rather than just enjoying life as it is with them
( or just be gloomy that you have them  ie enemies :P ).
We never do and i dont get it but im sure not everybody is spiritual and all but,
if you just start thanking rather than complaining .. i guess life would be a lot better .
So coming back to purpose .. you know how some people only come to you with their problems .. its not that they are always in trouble its because they think you can help ..
i remember loosing my mind once over a silly thing just because that friend wanted my help.
We all serve a purpose in anothers life .. to some we are brothers , to some sons , to some a gaint pain in the ass , friends and boyfriend/girlfrend to and to very few we are just a safe place to go to .
In a life time we serve our purpose and thus said that no one can replace another . It is believed that
when people exit out lives they would have finished their purpose i bet that is why we are part of someones life
and that is how we become attached to people.
To many im a funny guy , to some an gyrating donkey, to some an idot and to some a pile-on (the donkey and idiot  are said in sweet sense not something to be mad at ) . To some i serve the pupose of being a flirt , to some a brother of great worth (i guess), an argumentative son to my parents and  a gaint pain to my brother (fyi the feeling is mutual) ...  to some i serve as a consultant , to some im the one person they wanna avoid the most ..
Now,i dont know if all of you guys are the people of the said purpose or the people with such friends or enemies .
Its a strong belief that one must try to be someone else's purpose ... for we are mere weaklings if alone.. it is always required that we must become something  for someone.. so be a purpose to others ..
for you feel bad when you need one .. and no one is there to serve the PURPOSE

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