My mom always told me that we could never measure our wealth by money but by our friends. She would surely be glad to meet you and know how rich I turned out to be!
Treat life as the sea, heart as the seashore and friends like the waves. It never matters how many waves are there? What matters is which one touches the seashore.
Every nice friend is a glimpse of god. As he is one of his blessings and is a priceless gift that can never be bought, sold or forgotten – just like you. I cherish you, my dear friend!
Friendship is like standing on wet cement. The longer you stand, the harder it is to leave. And even if you leave, you always leave your footprints behind.
