What would it feel like to share one's successes and happiness along with his frustrations and anguish, his misery, dejection and distress....I wonder! How fulfilling can be the feeling of being a part of his achievements, his ecstasy, his bliss? This feeling of pride and honour of being a part of both the ups as well as the downs of someone's life....something worth waiting for, till my last days...I believe
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