Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. Thats what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.
Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves.
nafratain lak mili koi muhabbat na mili
zindagi beet gai par rahat na mili
teri mehfil may har shaks ko hansta deka
ik may tha jisay hansnay ki ijazat na mili
KOCH IS TARA WO MERI ZINDAGI ME AAYE KOCH IS TARA ME OSKI ZINDAGI BAN JAO KUCH IS TARA WO MERE SAAMNE AAJAE KUCH IS TARA ME OSKI MOHABBAT BAN JAO KUCH IS TARA WO MUJE APNA LEIN KUCH IS TARA ME OSKI ZINDAGI K KHUSHI BAN JAO KUCH IS TARA WO MUJE PANA CHAHE
is tarah sataya hai pareshaan kiya hai goya k muhabbat nahi ehasaan kiya hai socha tha k tum dosaron jaise nahi hoge tum ne bhi wahi kam meri jan kiya hai mushkil tha bohut mere liye tark-e-taalluq ye kam bhi tum ne mera asaan kiya hai
