Hamaare to daaman mein kaanto ke siva kuch nahin.
Aap to phoolon ke kharid-daar nazar aate hain.
Jahan mein kitne dost mile hume par sabse ache
aap nazar aate hain..
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindness there is at last one which makes the heart run over.
Aaj phir kisi Ne Pucha K Tera
Hasta Hua Chehra Udas Q
Hai?
Barsti Aankhon Mein Piyas Q
Hai?
Jinki Nazron Mein Imdad Tu kuch B nahi!
Wo Tere liye Itna Khaas Q
Hai?
