Your grin…
I know the pain behind…Your anger…
I know what’s hurt behind….
Your love…
I know the depth behind….
Your ego…
I know the pride behind….
Your tears….
I know the sorrow behind…
Your life…
I know the purpose behind….
Your grin…
I know the pain behind…Your anger…
I know what’s hurt behind….
Your love…
I know the depth behind….
Your ego…
I know the pride behind….
Your tears….
I know the sorrow behind…
Your life…
I know the purpose behind….
Those strands of hair on your forehead made me miss my heartbeat...
Then your raising brow made my heartbeat rise by the minute...
And your enchanting eyes disarmed me and held me captive...
Finally, your mesmerizing smile did the rest...
This is the short story of how I lost my heart...
Tu jara sa muskura de toh khil uthe dil ka chaman...
Bas halki si hansi teri jagaye dil me mithi si chubhan...
Mere chehere pe teri muskurahat aise chha jaye...
Ke teri is muskurahat pe kurban mere dono jahan ho jaye...
Companionship is a celebration of being together...
Enjoying each other without ever feeling the need to appease each other...
Feeling the warmth in each other’s hug without even touching each other…
Being so much in love but not feeling the need to express each and every desire...
Growing old with each other and still so young at heart as if age is just a number...
Having so much to enjoy and share, still having enough space and solitude to savor...
Being able to rely on each other without being dependent on each other...
Looking forward to each day and each night to discover new joy together...
Having immense faith in each other without feeling obliged to express it ever...
Feeling stable, strong and secure, knowing that this togetherness is for forever...