I prayed for a red bike, God gave me blue. I lost my old cap, He gave me new. I asked for a friend who will always be true. I prayed and prayed, till came you.
To share what is difficult. To heal what is hurting, To think what is not possible, To understand without even talking. Is the miracle called Friendship.
Najane log khud ko kya samajhte hai,baat naa karo to takrar samajhte hai. ghar se naa niklo to bimaar samajhte hai...aur agar kisi se has ke baat karo to pyaar samajhte hai