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.
I can’t find a reason why God gave U to me, but that is not the question to b asked; May b the question is how did God knew that I needed a friend like U.
Akaash ke taaron mein khoya hai jahan saara, lagta hai pyara ek ek taara. In taaron mein sabse pyara hai ek sitara, jo is waqt padh raha hai SMS hamara.
