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.
If you are alone, I’ll be your shoulder; if you want to cry, I’ll be your shoulder; if you want a hug, I’ll be your pillow; if you need to be happpy, I’ll be your smile… but anytime you need a friend, I’ll just be me.
Sometimes I Want To Shout
To The World
"How Lucky I m To Have You As My Friend"
But
Sometimes I Want To Hush ...
Afraid That
"Somebody Might Take You Away From Me"
Phulon ki Tareef sab Karte hain,
Badi Mushkil se Log Kanton pe Gaur Karte hain.
MALI to Sirf Naam ke hote hain,
Phulon ki Hifazat to Kante hi Karte hain
