We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care,
we laugh with whom we enjoy & we become angry with whom
we feel is our own. That"s Friendship, that"s Luv
We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care,
we laugh with whom we enjoy & we become angry with whom
we feel is our own. That"s Friendship, that"s Luv
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. . .
Hum woh nahi jo aap ko gum main chor dey.
Hum woh nahi jo aap se naata tor dey.
Hum to aap ke woh dost hai
jo agar aap ke sans band ho to apni sansay jor dey.
