Thee Soul Of The Word
"F r I e N d S h I p"
Lies In The Poineer Alphabet
Coz
"F" Is Faith What Really Brings
To Us An Authentic
"F r I e N d S h I p" (=
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.
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?
Dil ne socha khat likhu, mili na shayari pyar wali. Phir socha likhu phool
se, mili na dali gulab wali. Isliye sms bhej rahi hu taki toote na dosti pyar
wali.
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.
Sometimes I Want To Shout
To The World
"How Lucky I m To Have You As My Friend"
But
Sometimes I Want To Hush ...
Afraid That
"Somebody Might Take You Away From Me"
