dosti yakin pe tiki hoti hai,
ye diwar badi mushkil se khadi hoti hai,
kabhi fursat mile to padhna kitab risto ki,
dosti khoon ke risto se badi hoti hai
We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindness there is at last one which makes the heart run over.
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,
nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;
it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when
he discovers that someone else believes in him and is
willing to trust him
Raat ko pocha mujse chand sitaro ne
tumko bhula diya tere jigri yaro ne.
Maine kaha k bhule nhi hai fariyaad to karte honge,
mera sms pad k yaad to karte honge.
