Treat life as the sea,your herat as seashore,friends like the waves,it never matters how many waves are there,what matters is which one touchs the seashore.i hope i’m first stone who touched the seashore
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.
Aik Do Teen Char Aoo Mil Ke Baithain Yar Panch Chay Saat Suno Hamari Baat Aat Noo Das Baat Hamari Bus Uff ! Itnay Baray Ho Ke Bachoo Ki Poem Parh Rahay Ho
Each day God sends His angels to guide us. We don't expect to see them with wings, or with halo flying above their heads. Instead, they come in disguise and we call them friends. Thank you for being an angel to me!
