Jab Koi Kalaam Kisi K Dil Mein utar Jaata Hai
Sach Kehta Hoon Likhne Wale Ka josh Nikhar Jaata Hai
Lagta Hai Kuchh To Hai Maayne Dil K Ehsaason K
Har Alfaaz Kagaz Par Khud Sawar Jaata Hai
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.
Bheed mein reh k bhi khud ko to main tanha paoon
Kon hai mera siwa tere main kahan jaoon ?
apne hathon se nasheman ko jla loon kaise
main tujhe is dil se is dil se nikaloon kaise?
ashk palkon mein chupa loon kaise?
Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, and hour, an afternoon. But that doesn''t diminish its value. Because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives. . .
