Rabba mere kanjar Dost nu suneha pahucha dayi,
Ohde dil ch khayal mera pa dayi,
Mast hoya houga kise kudi de supnia ch,
Os kamine nu sadi vi yad dawa dayi.
Before I got in touch with u,
I used to gaze at stars as they were only my friends.
But after I met u,I started believing
that stars do fall on Earth. . .
Jab Waqt ne Zindagi se Hisaab maanga,
To humne socha kya Khoya or kya Paaya,
Khone ka to Hisaab na mila,
Yaad raha to bas itna ke Dost ap jaisa bhi payaa
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.
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when
he discovers that someone else believes in him and is
willing to trust him
