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
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. . .
I m mirror “Tum mujhe dekh kr hasoge to mai bi hasaonga, rowge to mai bi rownga, BT tum mujhe maroge to mai nhi marunga mai to tut jaunga”. Dat’s friendship..............