Some joys are better explained in silence,
as a smile gets more audible than laughter.
I was asked if I enjoyed my friendship with
you. I just smiled..:)
Some friends are like a Flower. and when they finally bloom they wilt away in just one day and some times just by noon. Some friends are like a cloudy day and when the sun's in sight. it gets blocked by the grayest cloud
dooriyon se fark nahi padta,
baat to dilon ki nazdikion se hoti hai,
Dosti aap jaise kuchh khaas logo se hai,
varna mulaqat to roj janae kitno se hoti hai
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
