Sweet and bitter memories,
are left by passing time.
These memories are like silver bells,
which have a lovely chime.
The chime so lovely and pure,
fills my eyes with tears.
Cause it reminds me of my friends,
whose absense i have to bear.
Absense makes a heart grow fonder,
but I don’t agree to this.
I want my friends back with me,
and all those, whom i miss.
I had had some bad times,
but misery always ends.
To think , in this dreary world,
I have real , good Friends
yaadein, yaadein rah jaati hain
kuch guzree bisree baatein rah jaati hain 
thanks JW and thanks for the pic too
