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.
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.
True friends see you true, believe in things u wanna do, feel glad when ur dreams come true, best of all they don't judge, they simply love u coz you r you.
Dosti dosti nahi, khuda hota hai. mehsus tab hota hai job wo judha hota hai, bena dost ke jena ek saja hota hai, aur dost aap jaisa ho to jeena ek maza hota hai
WE MET IT WAS BY CHANCE WE MET AGAIN IT WAS LUCK WE BECAME FRIENDS, IT WAS DESTINY WE ARE STIL FRIENDS, ITS OUR DECISION, WE WILL ALWAYS BE FRIENDS, ITS A PROMISE
