There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.
Pain of missing friends is realised when u r alone watching a gang of friends enjoying in front of U and U remembrng d past which u spent with ur friends!
First day ur friendship was like a "wel".... Second day it was like "river"... Third day it was like "sea".... Fourth day it was like a "ocean"...But... Now... It is like "Tsunami"... I will never forget u....
read life as the sea, heart as the seashore & friends like the waves. It never matters how many waves r there? What matters is which one touches the seashore.
Some friends are remembered becoz of their smile. Some friends are remembered because of their style. But you are remembered because you are so nice to remember
