Is kadar humari chahat ka imtihaan mat lijiye,
Kyu ho khafa ye bayan to kijiye,
Kar dijiye maaf agar ho gayi hai koi khata,
Yu yaad na kar ke saza to na dijiye.
Koi kuch bhi na kahay to pata kya hai
Is bechain khamoshi ki wajah kya hai
Unhain ja kay koi kahay hum lay lenge zahar bhi
Woh sirf yeh to bata dain meri khata kya hai…….
"I''m Here, And I Love You.
I Have Always Loved You,
And I Will Always Love You.
I Was Thinking Of You,
Seeing Your Face In My Mind,
Every Second That I Was Away.
When I Told You I Didn''t Want You,
It Was The Blackest Kind Of Blasphemy."
I''m not supposed to love you,
I''m not supposed to care,
I''m not supposed to live my life wishing you were there.
I''m not supposed to wonder where you are
or what you do...
I''m sorry I can''t help myself,
I''m in love with you.”
It is easy to look back, self-indulgently, feeling pleasantly sorry for oneself and saying I didn''t have this and I didn''t have that. But it is only the grown woman regretting the hardships of a little girl who never thought they were hardships at all.
naraz ku ho hum se kis bat pe ho rothe acha chalo ye mana tum sache hum hi jhote
kab tak chupao ge tum?
hum se ho piyar kerte
gusse ka hai dikhawa dil mai ho hum pe marte
