Friends And Family

Friends come into our lives in the strangest of ways :

Sometimes we find them at a bus stop,

Sometimes at a bar,

We find them  in school,

Or at work,

The Gym.

The doctor’s waiting room,

Sometimes through other friends.

Friends are people whom we like

Whom we feel comfortable with

Share happy times and sad

Who laugh with us and cry with us

People for whom we’d gladly die.

But how do we come upon our families?

How do they come into our lives?

Do we choose them at a cosmic plane?

Or do we get them by a karmic lottery?

Would we choose the same mother?
The same father?
Would we choose the same child?

-Sunita