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
Har roz 1 naya Banjata hai "DOST"
Humsa na mila hai na mile ga tumhe "DOST"
Azmaish shart hai to dekh lo azma kar,
Hum sa mil jae to mat kehna hamey "DOST
Rabba mere kanjar Dost nu suneha pahucha dayi,
Ohde dil ch khayal mera pa dayi,
Mast hoya houga kise kudi de supnia ch,
Os kamine nu sadi vi yad dawa dayi.
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.
