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.
Na intzaar hai na ikraar hai, na aapse milne ko ab mera dil be-kraar hai,
phir bhi dil se na jaane kyon yeh aawaz aati hai, wo tumhi ho jinki aankon aur
baaton mei ek sachchi dosti ka khumar hai.
