The hardest part of missing friends is not their absence,it’s when you think of all those good times and ask yourself, will those moments ever happen again
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.
A flowers without freshness A butterfly without Colors Sky without stars at night All r so incomplete N unreal Just as my gud times N our Friendship Is Incomplete Without u
When the book of my life ends,i know u will be one of its most beautiful chapter, & if i ever get a chance to read it,i will start from the page where we met...
Friend is one, who (F)inds you in a (R)ush of people, (I)nspires you to do something in life, catch your (E)motions and (N)ever leaves you till (D)eath.
