Life is just like a cloud.We are moving without end.Nothing stays with us. What remains with us are memories of good times spent with our beloved ones.
Friendship sometimes stops in the middle to ask what it has gained and what it has lost,then it realises that it has gained life's joys and lost life's sorrows
Aik Do Teen Char Aoo Mil Ke Baithain Yar Panch Chay Saat Suno Hamari Baat Aat Noo Das Baat Hamari Bus Uff ! Itnay Baray Ho Ke Bachoo Ki Poem Parh Rahay Ho
Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend — or a meaningful day
Who is a friend, A push when u r stoped, a touch when u r lost,a word whenu r quiet, asmile when u r sad,a shoulder when u cry, May u have go0d friends
