All mornings r like a painting, u need a little inspiration to get u going, a little smile to brighten it & a message from someone who cares to color ur day.
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.
Pain of missing friends is realised when u r alone watching a gang of friends enjoying in front of U and U remembrng d past which u spent with ur friends!
So many of us either fear tmr or regret yesterday. But I won't fear tmr, if I get 2 b ur fren 4ever, and I don't regret yesterday, coz 1 yesterday, I met u.
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…