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.
“DOSTI mosam nahi, keh
apni muddat pori karay orr
rukhsat ho jay,
DOSTI sawan nahi, keh
toot kar barsay or
tham jae,
DOSTI aag nahi, keh
sulgy bharkey or
bujh jae,
DOSTI aftab nahi, keh
chamkey or
doob jae,
DOSTI phool nahi, keh
khiley or
phir murjha jae,
DOSTI to saans hai jo chaley to sab kuch
toot jae to kuch bhi nahi…….. …
The reality of the other person lies not in what he reveals to you but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say.
Coffee Never Knew . . . How Good It Could Taste Before It Met Sugar, Water And Milk . . . We Friends Are Just The Same . . . We r Good But When We Meet We Become The Best . . . =))
