A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.
Pani Wich Be Ke Hawa Labda Rea
Ik Be Wafa Wichun Wafa Labda Rea
Hathin Talash Kita Si Jera Pathar Da Bhoot
Us Wichun Khuda Labda Rea
Te Tar Tar Kita Jine Aapni Ruh Da Lybas
Os Nange Baadan Wichu Haya Labda Rea
I can’t find a reason why God gave U to me,
but that is not the question to b asked;
May b the question is how did God knew that
I needed a friend like U.
