I prayed for a red bike, God gave me blue. I lost my old cap, He gave me new. I asked for a friend who will always be true. I prayed and prayed, till came you.
I admit I'll never be the perfect friend. I'll never be there always. I may not make you smile at times but there is one thing I admit I could do. To be the person I could be for you.
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 raindrop may luk 2 small 2 eyes but sumwhere a thirsty flower await its fall. A sms may seem 2 small but sumwhere a heart remembers u when it receives ur sms. Keep SMS'ing
A simple friend has never seen u cry. A real friend has shoulders soggy from ur tears. A simple friend hates it when u call after she has gone 2 bed. A real friend asks u why u took so long 2 call. A simple friend acts like a guest. A real friend opens d refrigerator n helps himself. A simple friend will read this sms n delete it. A real friend will send it 2 all his friends. Send this to all ur Real friends as I did…