A 5 year old boy asked his friend. What is friendship? He replied: Friendship is when you rob my chocolate every day from my bag. I still keep it in same place.
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at last one which makes the heart run over."
Woh baat kya kahe jiska koi matlab na ho, Woh dua kya kare jiska koi asar na ho, kaise kah de hamari umer appko lag jay, kya pata kal hamari umer hi na ho.
I admit i will never be the perfect friend. i will never be there always. i may not make u smile at times but there is one thing i admit i could do. to be the person i could be for u. .
