Building Lasting Relationships

I am guilty of this but I'll still say what I have to say about this topic. Relationships don't grow on their own. It takes your energy and effort to grow and maintain a relationship. I'll be sharing a few tips to building better relationships. But, please take note that the relationship I'm talking about the not the typical boy/girlfriend or fiancee/fiance relationship. As against what most people believe, that is not what I am talking about. The kind of relationship I am talking about is your general attitude and behaviour towards everybody and everything, yes everything. It could be to your friend, a stranger, colleague at work or in school etc.

First, know thyself and the person you want to bond with. You can't just want to be friends with anybody. Like attracts like. you can't be a Sanguine and move around with a Phlegmatic. It works for some people but know yourself. What applies to A may not apply to B. As the saying goes, one man's meat is another man's poison. So know what works for you and the best person who can absorb these things.

Secondly, you should also important to note that building a relationship is a process, it takes time. You can't just wake up one morning and say you know someone so well to call him/her your best friend when you just met the previous week. life doesn't work that way. Building a relationship is a process, a gradual process.

Thirdly, if the relationship is not meant to be don't force it. Que Sera Sera, what will be will be. You should never force someone to be your friend. Never! If you were destined to be friends, trust me it will happen. Some people just have this mentality of, 'You must like me by force', 'You must be my friend', 'We just have to be friends, whether you like it or not'. Friendship is not by force, neither is a romantic relationship.

Lastly, play your part and don't forget to smile. it can go a long way in affecting your friend's life. you never can tell if the person is down spirited and your smile just does the magic.

I know this is quite short but I also want to believe a word is enough for the wise.
Have a most beautiful day!

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