Kyon Maangte Ho Andhere Apne Vaaste E Dost
Jab Hum Roshni Kharid Laaye Hai
Takeed Ki Hai Baharo Se K Tujhse Jaakar Mile
To Kyon Tere Aas Paas Gumon K Saaye Hai
Apne Labon Ko Kyon Siye Baithe Ho
Kya Chhupa Hai Dil Mein Saamne To Laao
Dard Ki Lakiron Ko Mitane Do Gallon Se
Tere Liye Har Lamhe Se Muskuraahte Samet Laaye Hai
Gar Karoge Bharosa Mujh Par Dost
Waada Hai Sada Saath Nibhaunga
Har Aansun Jo Ubhrega Teri Aankon Mein
Teri Ksam Apni Aankhon Mein Sahej Laaunga
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when
he discovers that someone else believes in him and is
willing to trust him
