Har roz 1 naya Banjata hai "DOST"
Humsa na mila hai na mile ga tumhe "DOST"
Azmaish shart hai to dekh lo azma kar,
Hum sa mil jae to mat kehna hamey "DOST
Some friends are like a Flower. and when they finally bloom they wilt away in just one day and some times just by noon. Some friends are like a cloudy day and when the sun's in sight. it gets blocked by the grayest cloud