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A Friendship That Crossed Borders

Some friendships are loud and obvious. Others are quiet, rare, and so genuine that you only realize their value when life tests you. This is about one of those rare friendships. She came all the way from Indonesia to Singapore just to see me and that alone says more than a thousand words ever could. In a world where people are always busy, always rushing, always distracted, finding someone who makes time for you feels almost unreal. Genuine friendship is hard to find. The kind that lasts forever is even harder. Most people don’t have time to listen. They hear you, but they don’t listen. But she listens, always. With patience. With care. Without judgment. Most people don’t want to help. They step back when things get hard. But she steps forward every single time. Helping not because she has to, but because she genuinely wants to. She is one of the kindest people I know. I once said that I have a wall around my life, a wall that protects me and keeps people at a distance. Not many can...

Build Bridges Not Walls

Let’s take a minute and ask ourselves, “Do we build walls or do we build bridges?” Let’s be honest and admit that most of the times we build more walls than bridges.

We believe that when we are hurt, it is best to build walls or to isolate ourselves with others. We make the walls so high that people around us can’t enter our lives. Let’s take a more positive approach and build bridges to connect with other people. Granted that there is a risk, but let’s give a chance for people who deserve it.

There was a time in my life that I had to put walls to most of the people in my life. I got hurt and the first thing that I wanted to do was to isolate myself from others. I felt safe but alone. Then a friend advised me that I have to give it another try. She told me that I will never find happiness if I don’t risk it. So I tried to remove the walls I put up and repair the bridges I destroyed. To my astonishment, the results were positive. I found happiness, unconditional love and peace of mind.
We all have our walls. It could be to protect our self-esteem, pride, reputation, etc. We let those walls become our own prison cells and trap our true selves.

We build bridges because of LOVE. It is the love for our partner, family, and friends. Just imagine if there is no love and the world is full of walls. Let us build the bridges and connect with others. Let’s start saying “I love you” to everyone we care. Let’s try to connect with people we wanted to reach out for a long time. A simple “hi” or “hello” to people at work that we don’t usually talk to will go a long way. Let’s start giving out smiles and release some good vibes everywhere.

Here are few reasons why we have to build bridges rather than walls:
1. Walls bring divide and make us judge other people.
2. Walls promote misunderstanding rather than creates solution.
3. Although walls prevent us from the possibility of being hurt, walls on the other hand isolate us from our friends and families that what we need in times of problems.

We may have a hundred reasons to build walls around us but we have million reasons to build bridges which is more important. Don’t waste our energy and time to be isolated in the world we are living. Burn down the walls and start build bridges.

BRIDGES

WALLS



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