l... Life means:A winter evening, Four friends, Mild Rain, Four pegs of Rum..Life means:100 bucks for petrol, Two rusty old bikes, An open road..Life means:Maggi noodles, A hostel room, 3.25 a.m..Life means:1 Preparation leave, 1 night, 1 book, 8 duffers..Life means:1 girl, 1 number, 4 friends, and a fight..Now Life means:old friends, separate cities, separate lives and endless sms.
My mom always told me that we could never measure our wealth by money but by our friends. She would surely be glad to meet you and know how rich I turned out to be!
I’ll always be beside you until the very end, wiping all your tears away, being your best friend. i’ll smile when you smile and feel all the pain you do. and if you cry a single tear, i promise i’ll cry too.