When emotions play their role the heart cries.When heart cries it does not make any sound & the person who listens to that unmade soundis called a Friend.
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.
Wot u see as truth wot u see as lies remember that true friendship never dies.although we may change & drift apart,ill always value u deep within my heart!
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
