Open your door when you are alone, open your heart when you feel sad, but don’t open your hand when you need a friend, because I’m already holding your hand forever.
We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care, we laugh with whom we enjoy and we become angry with whom we feel is our own. That’s Friendship, that’s Love
A rose is always a rose whether it’s in a golden pot, the garden or in a dustbin. Same way, you will always be my friend whether you are in central jail, in zoo or in a lunatic assylum.
We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care, we laugh with whom we enjoy and we become angry with whom we feel is our own. That’s Friendship, that’s Love
A rose is always a rose whether it’s in a golden pot, the garden or in a dustbin. Same way, you will always be my friend whether you are in central jail, in zoo or in a lunatic assylum.
We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care, we laugh with whom we enjoy and we become angry with whom we feel is our own. That’s Friendship, that’s Love
