it's great...that i am not in love

It has been a long time since I posted anything. Reasons???? numerous...college, its exams, its events and countless nuisance that one faces here....of course not forgetting the omnipotent politics. Now enough of this shit and finally I am me again... and here's my first shot on come back. So here is an event that made me realize that how lucky lucky I am to have not fallen in any sort of love...at least the kind of that i am going to mention
If you are really there and have some hand in all these things called love …then thanks a lot to you. One of my friends is really going through its initial stages and it is really awkward to see the condition he is in. I mean, he was always a different type of guy, quite bold and free like air, but now it is all different. He is a very good friend and a real frank one, he is so true with his heart’s elation that he even tells the deepest and the most private conversations of his with his love. He is really confused that whether he should continue this relation or not, he asks this question to us all and even himself, but deep inside somewhere in his heart he always knows the answer, yes. He knows that at present it may seem all so puzzled and brain storming but at last everything would be just fine. What I believe they should have are just three things: faith, trust and truthfulness that they are meant for each other and after all the shit that the world presents in front of them, they could finally go over it and can be together forever.
But I have one friend, a really add but a peculiar one. Take several cases whether a person is drunk and is needed to be controlled or if someone is in love and really wants to talk to his friend who can coolly listen him and understand him, then he is the one. Always there. But that is not it, he has some very odd habits, I must say a bad one, he is real good one.
Rest I will tell later.