Life counts by the roads we travel. Some are smooth, some are rough, some I’d rather forget. But there’s one road I won’t regret…..The road where we met and became friends!
It's hard to explain what I feel. What I know is you are my friend. Maybe, I'm never the perfect one, but I will still be your friend no matter what. Just hold on, maybe, I will never be your bestfriend, but your friend forever.
It starts wid a hi/hello. It increases as 'wats up dese days'. It grows 2 'oye btana nae hota.' It tends 2 mould as 'stupid tu apna dimaag mat chala, jaisa i m saying waisa kar' And den it ends NEVER. Dats frendshp.
Todays Special Lunch 4 U.. In The Hotel Of My Heart.. A Boul Of dosti.. A Spoon Of Care.. In The Pot Of Happiness & Dish Being Our FRIENDSHIP..Dont miss..
