You know you''re in love when at those times you''re apart,
You find yourself gazing at the sky in the
direction she lives and feeling some peace in
knowing that you live under the same sky.
Zamane bhar ki baton mei hame bhula na dena
jab kabhi yaad aaye to zara muskura dena
zinda rahe to milenge dost
nahi to har diwali mere naam ka diya jala dena
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.
It breaks your heart, to see the one you love is happy with someone else.........
but..
its more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you........
