Sometimes Being A Friend Means Mastering The Art Of Timing. . .
There Is A Time For Silence. . .
A Time To Let Go. . .
And A Time To Prepare To Pick Up The Pieces When It''s All Over. . .
Friendship is a language spoken by heart...
not written on paper, not given by pledge...
it is a promise renewed everytime we keep in touch...Take Care...
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... ;->
What is real but invisible? Ur love… What is true but unfair? Ur away from me… What is sweet but invincible? Ur smile… What is precious but priceless? Ur friendship…
