A moment of joy spent
under a willow,
The tear of eye that
wets ur pillow,
Sometimes pain
&
Sometimes pleasure
When given by Friends,
Both are treasure ! (:
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..
A friendship can weather most things and
thrive in thin soil but it needs a little
mulch of letters and phone calls and small
silly presents every so often just to save it
from drying out completely
