Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
Presure cooker ne karhai se kaha: Itni kali ho koi cream qiun nahi use krti.Karhai: Main jitni b kali qiun na hon mujhe dekh kr seetiyan tu tum he martay ho!!