We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindness there is at last one which makes the heart run over.
Dont write your name on sand, waves will wash it.
Dont write your name on sky, wind may blow it.
Write your name on hearts of your friends,
thats where it will stay.
Bolti hai dosti chup rahta hai pyar!
Hasati hai dosti rulata hai pyar !
mailati hai dosti juda karta hai pyar
phir be kyun dosti chor kar log karte hain pyar.
