Colors may fade, the sun may not shine, the moon may not be bright, heartbeats may stop, lives may pass but our friendship, I''ll treasure ''till the day my heart stops
Kon kehta hai k hum ap se gila krte hain
Jese milty hain wese mila krty hain
Hamari badnasibi pay mat jao ae mehboob
Kyu k phool aksar kanto pay khila krty hain
A friendship can weather most things and
thrive in thin soil but it needs a little
mulch of letters and phone calls and small
silly presents every so often just to save it
from drying out completely
