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.
Lab khamosh hain aankhon se baat hoti hai Aise hi mohabbat ki
shuruwat hoti hai ,,,...Tere hi khayalon me khoye rehte hai hum
Pata nahi kab din kab raat hoti hai....
