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.
tupash say bach kay ghataaoon mein beth jatay hain
gay huwaoon ki sadaaoon mein beth jatay hain
hum irdgird kay mousam say jab bee ghabraa jain
tery kial ki chaoon mein beth jatay hain.....
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
If there were no words
No way to speak
I would still here you
If there were no tears
No it to feel inside
I would still feel for you
And even if the sun refuse to shine
Even if all ends ran out Love
I would still have you here
Until the end of time
All I need is you as my VALENTINE
