Bikte Hai Gum Husn Ke Bazar Me,
Lakho Dard Chupte Hai Ek Chote Se Inkar Me,
Ho Jao Ager Zamane Se Khafa,
To Swagat Hai Hamari Dosti Ke Darbar Me... ;->
A friendship can weather most things and
thrive in thin soil but it needs a little
mulch of letters and phone calls and small
silly presents every so often just to save it
from drying out completely
