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.
Good friends are like angels that lifts us up, when our wings have forgotten how to fly. Good friends are like angels that lifts us up, when our wings have forgotten how to fly.
The reality of the other person lies not in what he reveals to you but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say.
Chand ne Chandani ko yaad kiya,
pyar ne pyar ko yaad kiya.
Par hamare paas na pyar hain na chand,
Isliyen humne apneChand se bhi pyare Dost ko yaad Kiya
