An Arab legend once said that two friends went traveling through the desert, at some point during the journey, very tired, one attacked the other. The victim, without saying any word, picked up his staff and wrote in the sand: "Today my best friend knocked me down." After a while, they went on travelling through the wilderness, until they reach an oasis ( small lake).
There, they were taking a bath, until the friend who had been beaten, began to drown. The other swam to him and brought him to shore safe and sound. That's when his friend whom was rescued took his clay and wrote on a rock, surrounded by vegetation, "Today my best friend saved my life." The first asked, "why when you were beaten, you wrote your feelings on the sand, and when you were saved wrote on the stone stone"? The other replied, smiling:. "When a good friend offends us, we must record this damage in the sand so that when the wind of forgetfulness and forgiveness comes they are erased by it.
But when a friend does something great, we should record this moment on a stone and keep it in our memory and heart, where no wind can erase it.
Real friends do not need to talk forever. They do not need to ever visit. Our true friends are those who rejoice at our victories and are the first to show solidarity in our misfortune.
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