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.
Gulshan ki tarah muje mehkaya karo tum Din dhal jaye to raat ki rani ban jaya karo tum Muje Tanhaion say bohat khouf aata hay R kuch nahi to mera saya hi ban jaya karo tum Tera Firaq muje khud say b begana karta hay Khawab main b na apna daman churaya karo tum
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.
Yeh dua hai tumhari zindagi sawar jaye,
Har nazar mein bas pyaar nazar aaye,
Tumhe jiski talash hai mere dost,
khuda kare wo khud tumari talash mein aaye
kisi girte hue insaan ko uthane do mujhe
kisi lut ti hui izzat ko bachane do mujhe
geet gaaye hain bahut pyaar aur mohabbat ke
aaj insaaniyat ke geet hi gaane do mujhe
Luv not one, Luv not two Luv d one who luvs u true,
Luv not three, Luv not four Luv d one who luvs u more,
Luv not five, Luv not six Luv d one who really sticks,
Luv not seven, Luv not eight Luv d one who really waits
