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.
Jo chiz mang kar mile wo mannat hai,
Chaha kar mile wo chahat hai,
Pass ho to amanat hai,
Dil se mile wo rahemat hai,
Par tumare jaisa dost mile wo kismat hai.
Some joys are better explained in silence,
as a smile gets more audible than laughter.
I was asked if I enjoyed my friendship with
you. I just smiled..:)
Don''t believe your friends when they ask you to be honest with them. All they really want is to be maintained in the good opinion they have of themselves
