Sometimes Being A Friend Means Mastering The Art Of Timing. . .
There Is A Time For Silence. . .
A Time To Let Go. . .
And A Time To Prepare To Pick Up The Pieces When It''s All Over. . .
Our friendship is like the hands of clock
Though we are in the same clock,we r not able 2 meet
Even if we meet.. It is only for few minutes
But still our friendship runs non-stop.
Muskurana hi to Khushi nahi hoti,
Umer Bitana hi to zindagi nahi hoti,
Khud ko mitana Parta Hai Dosti mein,
Kyun k Sirf Dost Kehene se Hi Dosti Nahi Hoti..
Sometimes the World Gives So
Many Reason To Hate It..
But Whenever it Happens
I Just Stop 'n Think Of You 'n Say
How Can I Hate This World When
You Are A Part Of It ..! :)
