Shayari Urdu Friendship Novels & Stories

No aunt I don't need friends to make my school life interesting I think I am sufficient for myself and why would I try to make friends isn't friendship supposed to be a random things with just happens when two people with similar energy meetup and no I haven't felt that analyses similar as mine with anyone else so why would I be trying or forcing it over someone Aligarh the statement was very well appointed friendship could not be forced to was someone if it was meant to happen it will happen anyhow just approaching someone and forcing them to be friends with you would only pressurise things on both the people

Tere Dil mein thikana rahe Umra bhar (as long as I live, may my abode always be in your heart) Phir Kisi aashiyaane ki parvaah nahin (and I will never care for any dwelling) ae meri zindagi tuu mere saath hai (oh, my life, you are with me;) tuu khudaa hai mera mera imaan hai (you are my god; you are my creed) ishq karna tera mujhpe ehasaan hai (your love is a favor done unto me) tu subah ka ujaalaa mere vaaste (for me, you are the break of morning) tuu mere vaaste dilnashin shaam hai (you, for me, are the enchanted evening) Tere Dil mein thikaana rahe umr bhar (as long as I live, may my abode always be in your heart) Phir Kisi aashiyaane ki parvaah nahin (and I will never care for any dwelli

Shruti asked. " Joke !!! It was a joke to make you laugh. He has a weird sense of humor. " I said too quickly. " What ??? What are you saying Sid??" That idiot Parth was still on it. " Truth !! Now shut up please. " " Ufff !!! I wish I had not lived to hear this. I love you so much Sid... " " Parth !! Enough!! " I said as Shruti looked shocked. " Dost, dost na raha... Pyar pyar na raha... Zindgi hamein tera aitbaar na raha. ( My friend ditched me...there is nothing good in my life.) " He made a pose like a Devdaas.

‘Mujhe Ishq Hai Tere Chune Se Mujhe Ishq Hai Tera Hone Se Tere Hath Mein Apne Hathon Se Tere Sath Kate Din Raaton Se’ (I’m charmed by your touch I adore being yours I enjoy seeing my hand in yours I enjoy spending my nights and days with you.) - Advika Siddharth Singh Khurana ******

She chatted to me all the way there, relaying stories about sharks and turtles and one about her friend’s dad who missed a step and had to go to the first aid station to have his ankle wrapped. She told me the story from start to finish, including how the dad loved cycling and how sad her friend was that they weren’t able to go cycling together that next weekend. “They go every weekend, mommy. It’s their thing and they couldn’t do it.” Heart wrenching sadness flashed in her eyes. It was only there for a moment, but it bugged me. Was she sad because her friend hadn’t been able to go cycling with her dad for one weekend, or because she never would?

I bite my lip and try to think of the perfect mate. "She is special if she puts up with you". Brian laughs and Liam joins him. My best friends are so immature. Smiling in satisfaction I lay my head back and think of my mate.

"You must be wondering who I'm talking about. Who else? Anki." "Ankita Agarwal. Anki. We’ve been, well, ‘best friends’, since the 5th grade. And then, one day, it happened, for her. For me, well... I guess I’ve always been in love with her." As Punit spoke about Ankita, his eyes lit up and a soft smile formed on his lips. He gazed into the distance, lost in thought, as he reminisced about their long-lasting friendship and the feelings he had for her.

I said and hung up the phone. He is Shaurya Singh ,.My best friend . Not only best friends ,we are brothers.You grew up together and studied in the same school, Then during graduation we got separated ,as he was in India but I moved to the USA . Still we were in touch through the phone. He is the man who never left me in my toughest time . Anyways, right now I have to take bath. Shaurya's POV Oh God!!! Delhi and its traffic..... This traffic made me late to meet my Maa.

O karam khudaya hai tujhe maine jo paaya hai tujhpe marke hi to mujhe jeena aaya hai O tere sang yaara khushrang bahara tu raat deewani main zard sitaara O tere sang yaara khushrang bahara tere bin ab to na jeena gawaara (With you, O beloved, the spring is colorful, without you now, I wouldn't want to live.)