Our friendship has

Our friendship has
Our friendship has become our HABIT even if U take out H-ABIT remains. Take out A ,still BIT remains , Finally take out B,still IT remains....
  

Jan, 13 2012     142 chars (1 sms)     1025 views       Friendship

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Days are too Busy; Hours are too Few; Seconds are too Fast, but there is always time for me to ask: How R U? n Hope u r FINE. MISS U!
There is a big difference between friendship and a rose... Roses last only a while ... but friendship is for ever
Khayalo ko kisi aahat ki aas rahati hai, nighao ko kisi surat ki pyas hoti hai, tere bin kisi cheez ki kami to nahi, magar tere SMS bin tabiyat udas rahati hai...
l... Life means:A winter evening, Four friends, Mild Rain, Four pegs of Rum..Life means:100 bucks for petrol, Two rusty old bikes, An open road..Life means:Maggi noodles, A hostel room, 3.25 a.m..Life means:1 Preparation leave, 1 night, 1 book, 8 duffers..Life means:1 girl, 1 number, 4 friends, and a fight..Now Life means:old friends, separate cities, separate lives and endless sms.
The relation between u and me is like hand and eyes,when hand hurts,eyes cry...n whn eyes cries...hand wipes!!!!........thts our friendship
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.
Sometimes I forget to ask How are U? Sometimes I even miss 2 say Hi ! But it doesn't mean that I forget U...I'm just lazy....Like U !!!!
When god made parts, he thought of hearts. And for each heart a sweetheart. And among those sweethearts he made 1 sweetest heart, And That's Ur's.
LIFE is like a Book: Each day a new page with adventures to experience, lessons to learn and good deeds to replicate. Have A CoLoRFuL PAGE
Truth of life "We make them cry Who care for us, We cry for them who never care for us and we care for them who will never cry for us.
Time would make us Forget some persons but there would be some persons who would make us to Forget Time. They r our best of best friendS.
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.