This fire has a life of its own. I can tame it just to a warm light somedays Then other days it sets my soul on fire... Somedays I care enough to douse it, then other days I let it engulf me, with each breath fanning the flames.
Waqt lagega ye dard mitaane ko. Waqt lagega phir muskuraane ko. Par koi aur dard iss dard ko mitaa hi dega. Jaise ye thand bhulaa degi baarish ki nami ko.
Clouds meet, get together then there are rains there is greenery there is life... Then there are clouds who meet and there is lightning there is thunder there is destruction... The winds keep pushing them towards each other The result is inevitable until one or both of them disperse.