Kch yaade''n hyn un lmho''n ki
Jin lmho''n me hum sath rahe
Khushyo''n se bhare jazbat rahe
Ek umr guzari hy hum ne
Jahan roty huey b hansty thay
Kch kehty thay
Kch sunty thay
Hum roz subha jab milty thay
Tou sab k chehry khilty thay
Pur-lutf wo manzar hota tha
Sab mil kr baate''n kerty thay
Hum socho kitna hansty thay
Wo goonj humary hansny ki,
Ab ek purani yaad bani,
Ye baate''n hyn un lmho''n ki jin lamho''n mein hum saath rahe
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when
he discovers that someone else believes in him and is
willing to trust him
We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care,
we laugh with whom we enjoy & we become angry with whom
we feel is our own. That"s Friendship, that"s Luv
