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.
jise dil ki "KALAM" or bharose ki "INK" kehte hai, jise lamho ki "KITAB" or yaado ka "COVER" kehte hai, yahi wo "SUBJECT" hai jise log "FRIENDSHIP" kehte hai.
A flowers without freshness A butterfly without Colors Sky without stars at night All r so incomplete N unreal Just as my gud times N our Friendship Is Incomplete Without u
Sometimes we built walls around our heart, Not just 2 b safe from getting hurt, But 2 find OUT who cares enough 2 BREAK them down n enter IN...U r IN..
