A 5 year old boy asked his friend. What is friendship? He replied: Friendship is when you rob my chocolate every day from my bag. I still keep it in same place.
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.
jise dil ki "KALAM" or bharose ki "INK" kehte hai, jise lamho ki "KITAB" or yaado ka "COVER" kehte hai, yahi wo "SUBJECT" hai jise log "FRIENDSHIP" kehte hai.