Har Khusi, Khusi Mange Aapse,
Har Zindgi, Zindgi Mange Aapse,
Itna Ujala ho jiwan me Aapke ki Diya bhi Roshani mange Aapse.
Its not the presence of a FRIEND THAT BRINGS MEANING TO LIFE, Its the way that a friend touches ur heart that gives life a beautiful meaning.
I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.
Age appears to be best in some things. Old wood best to burn. Old books best to read. Old rice best to eat and old friends best to keep.
As I saw ants crawl up d wall, I noticed that no matter how busy they r, they still stop nd communicate with each other. I hope we can be like them
Leave something for friend,
Never leave friend for something,
Because in life, somethings will leave you,
But friends will always live with you!