Treat life as the sea,your herat as seashore,friends like the waves,it never matters how many waves are there,what matters is which one touchs the seashore.i hope i’m first stone who touched the seashore
Wo shskhs meri jaan bana rehta hai.Uska pyar meri pehchaan bana rehta hai.Koi yaad karta hai usko kitni shiddat seWo janta hai magar anjaan bana rehta hai.
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.
Some friends are remembered because of their smile. some friends are remembered because of their style. but u are remembered because u r so nice to remember. take care.
