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.
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.
Sab ki zindagi mein khushyian dene wale,
Mere dost ki zindagi mein koi gham na ho,
Usko mujhse bhie achche dost milein,
Jab uski zindagi mein hum na hon..
Tanhayian jaane lagi zindagi muskurane lagi,
Naa din ka pata hai naa raat kaa pata.
Aap ki dosti ki khushboo hume mehkaane lagi,
Ek pal to karib aa jao dhadkan bhi awaaz lagane lagi..
dosti ki raho mai kabhi akelapan na mile,
aai dost zindagi mai tumhe kabhi gum na mile,
dua karte hai hum khuda se,
tuhme jo bhi dost mile hUM se kam na mile.
