When the book of my life ends,i know u will be one of its most beautiful chapter, & if i ever get a chance to read it,i will start from the page where we met...
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.
Feeling of love + moments of caring + choti-choti sharing + stupid fights + shouldrs 2 cry + 2 b together in pain Creates a miracle called "FrIeNdShIp".
