some thing can not be described......
some moments can not be shared......
some feelings can not be explained....
some words can not be described.....
but.....nothing can be hidden from a true
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.
ye dil na jaane kya kar baitha.
mujhse puche bina hi faisla kar baitha.
is zameen par toota sitara to nahi girta.
aur ye pagal chand se DOSTI kar baitha...
Painting is a feelin, Never spoil it.
Face is a book, try 2 read it.
Love is precious, B ready 2 sacrifice for it
& Friendship is like a mirror never break it!
