Dear friend,

How are you feeling on this fine day? I hope that your life in India is treating you well, and that you don’t mind getting a random message from a guy living so far away. Our days are always full of new things, aren’t they? I’ve been to your part of the world, and it was beautiful, but perhaps a strange experience.

It’s like the Dalai Lama said:

“Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend – or a meaningful day.”

So I’m writing you here in the hope that I am making a connection, something special and new. Perhaps we will find that our words are enough to form a bond, and we can talk, or even more with time. Then again perhaps we will not, and these are just words passing on the breeze of life.

Even if we never become friends and you find no interest in what I’ve written here, I hope that this letter found you during a happy life and a pleasant day – and that in some small way reading this made you feel a little better about the world.

However, maybe your life is difficult, or it’s not a happy one, and if so please know that even though I am a stranger I do care, and do wish to talk about whatever your heart can share. After all, if friendship is only ever about happy things, then it is not of any real value. Half of life is always dark, and it must be shared like anything else or we will only ever have half friends and half lovers.

So, what do you say my far away friend? What does your heart say?

For now, I must rest a little. I just came home from staying in Europe for three months, and I am quite tired. It was a long trip, and a new life, but now I’m back to the old one and wondering what new adventures await.

Yours,

-Leif