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....
Agar sansen mehk jaen, Agar ankhen chalak jaen, Agar khuabn ki khuaish ho, Agar phool’n ki barish ho, Agar hanste hoe rone ko ji chahe akele mai, Agar koe dekh kr tm ko, kahen kho jae melai mai, Agar tm pouchne jao k akhir kia haqikat hai, Aur is ka ye jawab aei ” mujhe tm se nufrat hai” Samjh lena MUHBT hai, Samjh lena MUHBT hai.
I ThOuGhT LoVe WaS JusT A mIrAgE Of ThE MiNd. . . It''S An IlLusIoN, It''S FaKe, ImPoSsIbLe To FiNd. . .
BuT ThE DaY i MeT YoU
I BeGaN To SeE, ThAt LoVe Is ReAl AnD ExIsTs In Me. .
Two tear drops were floating
down a river. The first one *
asked "who are you from" she
replied, "I’m from a girl whose
man left her. Who you from?"
He replied, "I’m from the man who
regrets letting her go."
