Mirror I handled it with great care.
As many say that friendship is like a mirror.
Because its my fate I happen to lose it.
It was broken to pieces like my heart too.
It cannot be repaired or fixed.

Whenever I see the mirror,
the thought of my friend rushes into my mind.
He is like a mirror for me, he reflects me.
But I broke that mirror and I am not able to see myself. I am lost.