is tarah sataya hai pareshaan kiya hai goya k muhabbat nahi ehasaan kiya hai socha tha k tum dosaron jaise nahi hoge tum ne bhi wahi kam meri jan kiya hai mushkil tha bohut mere liye tark-e-taalluq ye kam bhi tum ne mera asaan kiya hai
At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding.
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.
