There is nothing better than hardships and problems, no matter how small, to help you distinguish friend from foe, a loyal companion from an unfaithful and cowardly human being.
You will not get to know your friends when you are together and enjoying your moments with joy and happiness when you laugh and you are happy at a party, rather you know your friends when you have a problem and your tire is punctured on the road.
When you have to park on the side of the road and inflate the wheel with a pump to take you half a kilometer more and repeat the same thing over and over again to reach your destination. When it gets dark and they have to choose between staying with you in the dark or going back home.
You know your friends when they look after you from afar and do not leave you in the dark.
The day my bicycle tire got punctured, I was riding my bike alone on the side of the road, it was getting dark and my new friends had come back to town without me out of fear of the darkness, I realized this hard and bitter fact.
I remembered my old friends, that when such a thing happened to me before, they gave me one of their bikes and asked me to go ahead. I was heartbroken and wanted to be with them again. I missed them.
