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We All Lost a Friend Today -The World Will Miss You , Chandler Bing


“Hi, I'm Chandler. I make jokes when I'm uncomfortable" might be the perfect introductory sentence to Chandler Bing. He is undoubtedly one of the best characters in the show who captured our hearts and imagination with his good looks, charm and wit. I remember growing up, watching the show, loving the characters and loving Chandler Bing a bit more. It’s unfortunate and heartbreaking to think of  his demise.

The timely sarcastic dialogues and the complementing mannerisms made us all laugh with him. The sheer delight on his face when he can pass on a funny comment to his friends is nothing but a treat to eyes. His exemplary friendship with Joey,  his imperfectly perfect relationship with Monica , and every little sweet and awkward things that he does for his friends are something that we wish to have in real life. From a character having commitment issues and who was “…Hopeless And Awkward And Desperate For Love.”due to his struggled childhood to the one who starts a new life with Monica with "Monica, Will You Marry Me?", Chandler’s character arc is one of the finest in the show.

I believe there might not be any show in the Television history whose loss of a character feels more personal to us.I cannot think of a Friends reunion without Chandler, his loss is irreplaceable. Even though watching  “Friends” will not be the same from today ,knowing Matthew Perry will no more be laughing at his own jokes, he has given us something to remember forever. A best friend, a best partner and a great person who makes our bad days better. And let’s find solace in that.

Dear Matthew Perry, thank you for being Chandler, know you are & will be loved by thousands. Our hearts go out to his dear friends and family during this time of mourning. May his soul Rest in Peace. 


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