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.
Raat ko pocha mujse chand sitaro ne
tumko bhula diya tere jigri yaro ne.
Maine kaha k bhule nhi hai fariyaad to karte honge,
mera sms pad k yaad to karte honge.
1+1 = 2 my 2 eyes looking at U,
3+2 = 5 sense missing U,
4+3 = 7days thinking of U,
5+7 = 12 months dreaming abt U
but 99+1 = 100 years i need a sweet friend like U
Hamaare to daaman mein kaanto ke siva kuch nahin.
Aap to phoolon ke kharid-daar nazar aate hain.
Jahan mein kitne dost mile hume par sabse ache
aap nazar aate hain..
