At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty,
Often hot and fierce,
But still only light and flickering.
As love grows older,
Our hearts mature
And our love becomes as coals,
Deep-burning and unquenchable.
Mohabbat. Kia Hai?
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Yaqeen Ban K Soch Me
Ummeed Ban K Ankh Me
Raonaq Ban K Chehre Pe
Aitmad Ban K Baato Me
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Ehsas Ban K
Dil Me Rahe.
kiya zaruri hay kay mein nay jisay chaha tha kabhi
agli duniya bhi meray piyar ko us ka paye
kiya zruri hay jo dharka na kabhi meray liye
agli rut mein bhi mera dil usay pathar paye
We are all a little weird and life''s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
