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
Bikte Hai Gum Husn Ke Bazar Me,
Lakho Dard Chupte Hai Ek Chote Se Inkar Me,
Ho Jao Ager Zamane Se Khafa,
To Swagat Hai Hamari Dosti Ke Darbar Me... ;->
Dilon ko khareedne wale hazaar mil jayenge,
tumko daga dene wale bar-bar mil jayenge.
Milega na tumko hum jaisa koi,
milne ko to dost beshumar mil jayenge.
