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.
2 Lovers plan to suicide. Boy jumped first, Girl closed her eyes & return back saying love is blind. Boy in air opened his parachute saying love never dies.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves,
and not to twist them to fit our own image.
Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
Kahin wo mile to usay kehna K Lot aao Lot aao k koi shiddat se Barri muddat se Barri muhabat se tumhara intizar kar raha hai Lot aao k kisi ki bahare na hone se kisi ki aankhon mei nami or zindagi mei kami bohat zyada ha
