Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away
And
All the things I want to say can find no voice.
Then,
In silence,
I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart . . .
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.
Tufano me jindagi ko panah kaha milti hai,
Anjani rahon me rahe kaha milti hai.
Arey, TAJMAHAL banane ka hosla to ham bhi rakhte hai,
Magar wafadar MUMTAJ kaha milti hai