A moment of joy spent
under a willow,
The tear of eye that
wets ur pillow,
Sometimes pain
&
Sometimes pleasure
When given by Friends,
Both are treasure ! (:
When times are rough
And all goes wrong
And every hill is up
When all but a few
Turn their backs on you
I''ll be one of the few
Who''ll always be there for you
dooriyon se fark nahi padta,
baat to dilon ki nazdikion se hoti hai,
Dosti aap jaise kuchh khaas logo se hai,
varna mulaqat to roj janae kitno se hoti hai
