Once a boy name Forero's father transferred to a non familiar city far from his HomeTown. Forero was 13 years old. Forero was not familiar with anything. He never seen that many cars at same time on road . He was so scared in his house on first day. This city was very well developed and modern. He don't know anyone here. His father rearly come home on weekends and forero was always home alone.
On his first day of school in new city when he slowly took is head up he never seen school that big before. He noticed few thing like there is duty teacher on gate to say goodmorning to every student and there was a big clock on top at building of school. But he noticed guard at gate. Guard was looking like there were no colors on his face and he was calm and silent. No one was greeting him like no one likes him. Forero starts walking towards guard and said goodmorning. Guard was looking confused like no one ever greeted him. Guard started pating forero's head and replyed "goodmorning". Forero greet him everyday. Everyday guard's face was becoming brighter like someone was filling colors on his face and it was non other than forero.
One day forero missed his school bus than he asked guard to call his neighbour who always takes care of him. There was waiting area in guard's working place. He sat besides guard and guard started telling jokes. The jokes were average but for forero he was enjoying it because he never had a friend and never talked to anyone like that before. They were so close now. The guard was so much changed from before and because of forero everyone started greeting him. Now his face was colorful like painting. Forero and guard were friends. Nothing like age matters in friendship.
Sometimes when I see this whole story "from my view" I think why does something like age and religion matters. We need to learn about something like true friendship in this world. there is nothing permanent but true friendship and family are with you untill one goodbye.
~VISHAV
