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.
Pyar ko chod kar tum koi aur baatkaro
Ab mujhe pyar ki har baat se dar lagta hai
Meri khatir na woh badnam kahin ho jaye
Esliye unki har mulaqat se dar lagta hai
''''FaCt Of LiFe''''
When u StaRt CarRiNg AbOuT YOURSELF
You StaRt LoViNg SOMEBODY . . .
BuT
WhEn YoU StArT CaRiNg AbOuT OTHERS
SOMEBODY StArTs LoViNg U . . .
