A moment of joy spent
under a willow,
The tear of eye that
wets ur pillow,
Sometimes pain
&
Sometimes pleasure
When given by Friends,
Both are treasure ! (:
Phulon ki Tareef sab Karte hain,
Badi Mushkil se Log Kanton pe Gaur Karte hain.
MALI to Sirf Naam ke hote hain,
Phulon ki Hifazat to Kante hi Karte hain
I m mirror “Tum mujhe dekh kr hasoge to mai bi hasaonga, rowge to mai bi rownga, BT tum mujhe maroge to mai nhi marunga mai to tut jaunga”. Dat’s friendship..............