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
A moment of joy spent
under a willow,
The tear of eye that
wets ur pillow,
Sometimes pain
&
Sometimes pleasure
When given by Friends,
Both are treasure ! (:
Wh8 sweetnes is left in
lyf if U take away
"frndship"?
Robbing lyf of
"frndship" is lyk
robbing d sun of d wrld
A "true frnd" iz mre 2
b esteemd thn kinsfolk :)
