“DOSTI mosam nahi, keh
apni muddat pori karay orr
rukhsat ho jay,
DOSTI sawan nahi, keh
toot kar barsay or
tham jae,
DOSTI aag nahi, keh
sulgy bharkey or
bujh jae,
DOSTI aftab nahi, keh
chamkey or
doob jae,
DOSTI phool nahi, keh
khiley or
phir murjha jae,
DOSTI to saans hai jo chaley to sab kuch
toot jae to kuch bhi nahi…….. …
I can’t find a reason why God gave U to me,
but that is not the question to b asked;
May b the question is how did God knew that
I needed a friend like U.
Sometimes Being A Friend Means Mastering The Art Of Timing. . .
There Is A Time For Silence. . .
A Time To Let Go. . .
And A Time To Prepare To Pick Up The Pieces When It''s All Over. . .
