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.
Friendship grows out of chance
Meeting a mere glance
& Then a smie
& Touches the heart in
More ways then one
Isn''t it great
How We have grown
From being perfect strangers
To who We Are today
I''m fortunate to have found
A wonderful Friend like YOU
Aaj dil puch baitha apni hi tasveer se,
Tune kiya paya hai taqdeer se? Aapki tasveer dil k aaine ko dikhai Aur kaha,
inko paya hai duniya ki bheed se..
