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 ! (:
What is real but invisible? Ur love… What is true but unfair? Ur away from me… What is sweet but invincible? Ur smile… What is precious but priceless? Ur friendship…
Sometimes Being A Friend Means Mastering The Art Of Timing. . .
There Is A Time For Silence. . .
A Time To Let Go. . .
And A Time To Prepare To Pick Up The Pieces When It''s All Over. . .
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...
