Love is like a hunter,
who cares not for the game
when once caught,
which he may have pursued
with the most intense
and breathless eagerness.
Love is strongest in pursuit;
friendship in possession.
I will make love my greatest weapon and none on who I call can defend against its force... My love will melt all hearts liken to the sun whose rays soften the coldest day
Wafa ruswa nahe krna,
Suno aisa nahe krna,
Main pehlay he akela hon,
Mujhe tanha nahe krna,
Bohat massrrof ho jana,
Tou socha nahe krna,
Bharosa bi zaroori hy,
Magr sab ka nahe krna,
Muqadar phir muqadar hy,
Kabi daawa nahe krna,
Jo likha hy wo hona hy,
Kabhi shikwa nahe krna,
Meri takmeel tm se hy,
Mujhe aadha nahe krna,
Haqiqat hy milan apna,
Isay sapna nahe krna,
Humain tm yaad rehty ho,
Humain bhoola nahe krna
