We are all a little weird and life''s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
Ishq Ne Insan Ko Kya Se Kya Bana Diya ,
Kisiko Kavi To Kisiko Kangal Bana Diya,
Do Fulo Ka Boj Na Uthane Vaali Mumtaj
Ki Yaad Main Shahjaha Ne Taaj Mahel Bana Diya
My love for you is like water,
Falling countless…
The beating of my heart,
For you is so heavy and soundless,
The feeling of being in your arm is so
Precious and endless.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
If she is an apple and you are an orange, celebrate your differences, Make a great fruit salad Love is not about being the same, Its about being sweet with each other.
