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.
Thank you for touching my life in ways you may never know. My riches do not lie in material wealth but in having friends like you a precious gift from God.
