True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. Thats what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.
"Pyar kya hai"
Pyar- wo ehsas hai jis k saharey zindagi guzara assan aur bamani ho jata hai.
Pyar- wo dard hai jo bardi sey bardi taleef ka b pata naheen lagne deta, chahey jism jal b jaye.
Pyar- wo ummeed hai jo saan tootney k baad b qayam rehti hai
Anyone can give up.
It’s the easiest thing in the world to do.
But to hold it together,
When everything seems like falling apart;
That’s true strength.
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.
Tere naam se apna naam jhoor loon aye sanam,
Teri sansoon se apni sanseen jhoor loon aye sanam,
Thaam loon hathoon mein hath yunhi umar bhar,
Zindagi ki sham ho jaye teri bahoon mein aye sanam...
