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 ! (:
do$ti Yaqeen pe Tiki hoti hay
ye Dewar Bari Mu$hkil $e jhari Hoti hay
Kabhi Fur$at mile To Parna kitab Ri$hto ki
Do$ti Khoon k Ri$hto se B Bari Hotu hay.....
Jo chiz mang kar mile wo mannat hai,
Chaha kar mile wo chahat hai,
Pass ho to amanat hai,
Dil se mile wo rahemat hai,
Par tumare jaisa dost mile wo kismat hai.
