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.
Rabba mere kanjar Dost nu suneha pahucha dayi,
Ohde dil ch khayal mera pa dayi,
Mast hoya houga kise kudi de supnia ch,
Os kamine nu sadi vi yad dawa dayi.
Chand ne Chandani ko yaad kiya,
pyar ne pyar ko yaad kiya.
Par hamare paas na pyar hain na chand,
Isliyen humne apneChand se bhi pyare Dost ko yaad Kiya
I always thought loving some1 was the greatest feeling,
but I realised tat loving a friend is even better,
we lose ppl we love but we never lose true friends.
