Life is just like a cloud.We are moving without end.Nothing stays with us. What remains with us are memories of good times spent with our beloved ones.
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.
NEVER WALK AWAY FROM TRUE FRIENDSHIP, WHEN U SEE SOME ONE'S FAULT BE PATIENT AND REALIZE THAT NOBODY IS PERFECT IN THIS WORLD, I M NOT PERFECT BUT I CAN BE A GOOD FRIEND.
