है तुझे भी इजाज़त , करले तू भी मोहब्बत।
But maybe the cupid struck the right arrows that day.
maybe the arrows hit the right places.
ସ୍ମୃତି କେବେ ଶୀତ ସକାଳ ର କଅଁଳ ଖରା ର ତାତି, କେବେ ଝଡ ବତାସ ର କଳା କିଟୀମିଟି ରାତି ।…..
But you will be treasured for life.
वो सच्चा था , तोह उसका वजूद झूठा कैसे!!?
वो लम्हे एक ख्वाब थे, तोह मेरी ज़िन्दगी एक हक़ीक़त कैसे ?
(If he was true, how come his existence is a lie? If those moments were mere a dream , then how come my life is a reality??)
… How much even you try life always comes with some Missing Strings.”
I smiled and I cried. I smiled over my fate, I cried over the death of my beautifully woven dreams . I smiled that finally I got to touch her; I cried that I couldn’t get to talk to her. Smiling, crying, sobbing I remained there, Taking in all the scenes and remenscing about my life.
Love is a puzzle,Love is a guide.
Love is flame,
That keeps us alive.
In the rain or in the night
It’s all one could think of when
Everything in us burns inside.
Koi mujhko Yun Mila hey jese banjare ko Ghar..
With mascara stained eyes,when she looked in to the mirror she was greeted by a beautiful bride. A bride, Who was beautiful to the whole world. Whom the family of groom had adored.Whom the society had approved. But that reflection was not her. All she could see was the eyes which had restrained the spring…
It’s not about the Love, yet it’s all about love.