It starts wid a hi/hello. It increases as 'wats up dese days'. It grows 2 'oye btana nae hota.' It tends 2 mould as 'stupid tu apna dimaag mat chala, jaisa i m saying waisa kar' And den it ends NEVER. Dats frendshp.
The hardest part of missing friends is not their absence,it’s when you think of all those good times and ask yourself, will those moments ever happen again
Every garden must have a red rose, every sweet face must have a red cheeks and a good nose, every grass must have a dew, and evey person must have a friend like you.
Zindagi kisi ki amaanat nehi hoti, amaanat me kabhi qayamat nehi hoti Humse dosti zara sambhal ke karna, hamari DOSTI ki quaid me ......... ZAMAANAT nehi hoti!!!!!!
