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.
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 ! (:
dosti yakin pe tiki hoti hai,
ye diwar badi mushkil se khadi hoti hai,
kabhi fursat mile to padhna kitab risto ki,
dosti khoon ke risto se badi hoti hai
