Har sham se tera izhaar kiya karte hai,
Har khwab me tera didar kiya karte hai,
Diwane hi to hai hum tere,
Jo har waqt tere milne ka intzaar kiya karte ha
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....
Heart is like a bottle of perfume.
If u never open it nobody knows the fragrance inside it..
If u keep it always open
soon u will loose ur fragrance.
So act wisely.
