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.
U r as strong as rumas fine as wine as cool as beer as classic as whisky as sophisticated as vodkadats y m 'tunn' in ur frnshpnasha utarta hi nhi frnshp ka NASHA
I met U as a stranger, I leave U as a friend, as long as the world stands, our friendship nv ends. All friends nv split N even if they do they will meet again.
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.
