We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindness there is at last one which makes the heart run over.
Aaj phir kisi Ne Pucha K Tera
Hasta Hua Chehra Udas Q
Hai?
Barsti Aankhon Mein Piyas Q
Hai?
Jinki Nazron Mein Imdad Tu kuch B nahi!
Wo Tere liye Itna Khaas Q
Hai?
If you are alone, I’ll be your shoulder; if you want to cry, I’ll be your shoulder; if you want a hug, I’ll be your pillow; if you need to be happpy, I’ll be your smile… but anytime you need a friend, I’ll just be me.
