Friends are born, not made.

Henry Adams

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,. All losses are restored and sorrows end.

William Shakespeare

All love that has not friendship for its base, Is like a mansion built upon the sand.

In the rhythm of Life, we sometime find ourselves out of tune, But as long as there are friends to provide the melody, The music plays on.

Anonymous

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Martin Luther King, Jr.

All love that has not friendship for its base, Is like a mansion built upon the sand.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

What is a friend? I will tell you…it is someone with whom you dare to be yourself.

Frank Crane

 Count your life by smiles not tears, count your age by friends not years.

You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get other people interested in you.

Dale Carnegie

 It is indeed an achievement not to make 100 friends but to keep 1 friend for 100 years.

And now some delicious treat for all my dear friends...........

Here's wishing all my SWEET FRIENDS a very HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY.

An emperor in the Far East was growing old and knew it was time to choose his successor. Instead of choosing one of his assistants or his children, he decided something different. He called young people in the kingdom together one day. He said, "It is time for me to step down and choose the next emperor. I have decided to choose one of you."

  The kids were shocked! But the emperor continued. "I am going to give each one of you a seed today. One very special seed. I want you to plant the seed, water it and come back here after one year from today with what you have grown from this one seed. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next emperor!"

  One boy named Ling was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly told his mother the story. She helped him get a pot and planting soil, and he planted the seed and watered it carefully. Every day he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other youths began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow.

  Ling kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. 3 weeks, 4 weeks, 5 weeks went by. Still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants but Ling didn't have a plant, and he felt like a failure. Six months went by, still nothing in Ling's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed.

  Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Ling didn't say anything to his friends, however. He just kept waiting for his seed to grow.

  A year finally went by and all the youths of the kingdom brought their plants to the emperor for inspection. Ling told his mother that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But honest about what happened, Ling felt sick to his stomach, but he knew his mother was right.

He took his empty pot to the palace. When Ling arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other youths. They were beautiful in all shapes and sizes. Ling put his empty pot on the floor and many of the other kinds laughed at him. A few felt sorry for him and just said, "Hey nice try."

  When the emperor arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted the young people. Ling just tried to hide in the back. "What great plants, trees and flowers you have grown," said the emperor. "Today, one of you will be appointed the next emperor!" All of a sudden, the emperor spotted Ling at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered his guards to bring him to the front. Ling was terrified. "The emperor knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me killed!"

  When Ling got to the front, the Emperor asked his name. "My name is Ling," he replied. All the kids were laughing and making fun of him. The emperor asked everyone to quiet down. He looked at Ling, and then announced to the crowd, "Behold your new emperor! His name is Ling!" Ling couldn't believe it. Ling couldn't even grow his seed. How could he be the new emperor?

  Then the emperor said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone here a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds, which would not grow. All of you, except Ling, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Ling was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new emperor!"

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If you plant honesty, you will reap trust.

If you plant goodness, you will reap friends.

If you plant humility, you will reap greatness.

If you plant perseverance, you will reap victory.

If you plant consideration, you will reap harmony.

If you plant hard work, you will reap success.

If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.

If you plant openness, you will reap intimacy.

If you plant patience, you will reap improvements.

If you plant faith, you will reap miracles.

But

If you plant dishonesty, you will reap distrust.

If you plant selfishness, you will reap loneliness.

If you plant pride, you will reap destruction.

If you plant envy, you will reap trouble.

If you plant laziness, you will reap stagnation.

If you plant bitterness, you will reap isolation.

If you plant greed, you will reap loss.

If you plant gossip, you will reap enemies.

If you plant worries, you will reap wrinkles.

If you plant sin, you will reap guilt.

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So be careful what you plant now, it will determine what you will reap tomorrow, the seeds you now scatter, Will make life worse or better, your life or the ones who will come after. Yes, someday, you will enjoy the fruits, or you will pay for the choices you plant today.

When I see the dawn spreading its light; I feel as if you are enlightening my world with your love….

When I hear the dawn chorus; I feel as if you are whispering love lyrics in my ears….

When the cold breeze blows and sways my hair; I feel as if you are moving your fingers in my hair….

When the rain drops fall and make me wet; I feel as if you are doing mischief with me….

When I see the soft velvety cloud floating through the blue sky; I feel as if you are holding me in your cozy embrace….

When I see the crescent moon in the dark night; I feel as if you are smiling to me….

When I smell the fragrance of flowers; I feel as if you have filled my heart with the aroma of your love….

When I see the beautiful rainbow; I feel as if you have made my life colorful with your love….

When I see my reflection in the flowing water; I feel as if I am looking myself in your eyes….

                        Though I am far from you but still I can feel you with me all the time,

I can feel your presence everywhere and in each and everything,

I know that I am never alone as you are always there with me forever and ever and ever……

There was a couple who used to go to shop in the beautiful stores. They both liked antiques and pottery and especially teacups. One day in this beautiful shop they saw a beautiful teacup. They said, "May we see that? We've never seen one quite so beautiful." As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke. 

 "You don't understand," it said. "I haven't always been a teacup. There was a time when I was red and I was clay." My master took me and rolled me and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "let me alone", but he only smiled, "Not yet." 

 "Then I was placed on a spinning wheel," the teacup said, "and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. Stop it! I'm getting dizzy!" I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, 'Not yet." 

 Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I wondered why he wanted to burn me, and I yelled and knocked at the door. I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as He shook his head, "Not yet." 

 Finally the door opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. "There, that's better," I said. And he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. "Stop it, stop it!" I cried. He only nodded, "Not yet." 

 Then suddenly he put me back into the oven, not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. All the time I could see him through the opening nodding his head saying, "Not yet." 

 Then I knew there wasn't any hope. I would never make it. I was ready to give up. But the door opened and he took me out and placed me on the shelf. One hour later he handed me a mirror and said, "Look at yourself." And I did. I said, "That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful." 

 "I want you to remember," then, he said, "I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I had left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled.

 I knew it hurt and was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened; you would not have had any color in your life.

 And if I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't survive for very long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. You are what I had in mind when I first began with you.

God knows what He's doing (for all of us).He is the Potter, and we are His clay.

He will mold us and make us, So that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing, and perfect will.

Chaandni raat mein neele aakash tale haathon mein haath liye  baithy thy hum tum,

Tumhary kandhy per tha mera sar aur hum chup-chap nihar rahy thy chaand ko honthon pe mand muskan liye.

Iss chuppi ko todte hue tumne kaha………

Iss madhur raat mein kyu naa khelein hum ek khel;

Main karunga sawal aur tum dena unke jawab,

Aur maine bhi haami bhar di.

To kaho aankhon mein kya hai??

Aankhon mein hai tasveer tumhari..

Seene mein kya hai??

Seene mein dil hai..

Dil mein kya hai??

Dil mein dhadkan hai..

Dhadkan mein kya hai??

Dhankan mein base ho tum jaan banker..

Saath dogi mera kahan tak??

Jitni yeh saanson ki taar hai..

Pyaar karti ho mujhse kitna??

Pyaar karti hun tumse itna jitna iss chaand pe taaron ka pehra hai..

Itna sunte hi kheech liya tumne hume apni baahon mein aur phir se chaa gayi khamoshi neele aakash tale………

Sagar ki gehraiyon se jyadaa gehra hai tumhara pyaar,

Neele aasmaan ki unchaiyon se jyadaa uncha hai tumhara pyaar,

Mehakte hue phulon se jyadaa khusboodar hai tumhara pyaar,

Surya ki kirno se jyadaa chamakdar hai tumhara pyaar,

Fizaaon ki ranginiyon se jyadaa rangeen hai tumhara pyaar,

Koyal ki kook se jyadaa meetha hai tumhara pyaar,

Saat suron ke sangeet se jyadaa sureela hai tumhara pyaar,

Chaand ki chandni se jyadaa khoobsurat hai tumhara pyaar,

Oons ki boondon se jyadaa makhmaki hai tumhara pyaar,

Lehrati sokh pawan se jyadaa rumani hai tumhara pyaar………

                                       Khushiyon se khil gayi hai zindagi meri paakar aisa pyaar tumhara,

Jeevan ki raahon mein ab hum chal rahe hain haathon mein thame haath tumhara,

Bas ab itni si hai dua meri ki kabhi na chute saath tumhara,

Mere liye to duniya ki har cheez se jyadaa beshkeemti aur anmol hai pyaar tumhara………… 

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.

Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said,

"Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.

In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.

The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.
 
"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me.

These are the empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out.

He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit,

But not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Life is beautiful but you have made me realize why it is beautiful,

Life is not always a bed of roses but with you I get the feeling of roses even in a thorny way,

Life is a struggle and you provide me support for this struggle,

Life is a long journey but your company makes this long journey easier,

Life sometimes goes through a gloomy phase; with you I can see a ray of light in that gloomy phase too,

Life runs through so many ups and downs but with holding your hand it becomes easier to tackle those ups and downs,

Life has sorrows in it but your presence changes all those sorrows into happiness,

Life has got disappointments but you come up as hope to me,

                          So my Love I have realized that you are more important to me than my life,

As you are my life, my reason to live,

You are more precious to me, that’s why I have treasured you in my heart,

With you in my life all my dreams have come true,

You have filled my life with love,

You have given the meaning to my life, and made it complete,

You are the rhythm of my life……..

I wanted to give you a lovely gift on this beautiful day,

Seeing which your face would bloom with happiness,

And you would lift me in your arms with a glow and joy….

I wanted to gift you a bunch of red roses, but then it will wither,

I wanted to gift u greeting card, but I found none which would express all my feelings,

I wanted to gift you a bottle of perfume, but its fragrance will not last for long,

I wanted to gift you a box full of chocolates, but its sweetness will be only for a while,

I wanted to gift you a watch or new apparel, but they will get destroyed with time,

I wanted to gift you a diamond ring, but there are chances of it being lost….

Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Now I’m frustrated and sad as I couldn’t find a perfect gift for you,

My sweetheart I want to gift you such a thing which is everlasting and will always be there with you,

Suddenly I realized that the gift for which I’m searching here and there is within me only….

And it’s my HEART!!!!!

Yes it will never wither; it will always blossom in your love,

It can hold all my feelings for you, and the fragrance of our love will never vanish,

The sweetness of my love will always increase and time can never destroy it or it can never be lost,

My HEART will always be filled with your enchanting memories and will keep ourselves close to each other…..

Now I’m feeling on the top of the world as I got that PERFECT GIFT for you MY LOVE…..