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.
Getting married is very much like going to a restaurant with friends. You order what you want, then when you see what the other person has, you wish you had ordered that.
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.
