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.
We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care, we laugh with whom we enjoy & we become angry with whom we feel is our own. That's Friendship, that's Love
har sagar ke do kinare hote hai , kuch log jan se bhi pyare hote hai , ye jaruri nahi ki har koi pas ho , kyunki jindgime yado ke bhi sahare hote hai...
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at last one which makes the heart run over."
