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.
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...
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.
har sagar ke do kinare hote hai , kuch log jan se bhi pyare hote hai , ye jaruri nahi ki har koi pas ho , kyunki jindgime yado ke bhi sahare hote hai...
