Friendship sometimes stops in the middle to ask what it has gained and what it has lost,then it realises that it has gained life's joys and lost life's sorrows
some thing can not be described... some moments can not be shared... some feelings can not be explained... some words can not be described... but... nothing can be hidden from a true friend
Flowers of friendship bloom every season, clouds of friendship shower every season, whether i do/dont sms u everyday, But its true i remember u evryday.
HUM AGAR APKO SMS NAHI KAR PATE TO AISA NAHI HAI KI AP HUME YAD NAHI ATE MANA KI SAB RISHTE NIBHAYE NAHI JATE PAR JO BAS JATE HAI DIL MAIN BULAYE NAHI JATE
