Mujhe na Jalao tum yoon hi
Agar tum ho aag toh main Pani hoon
Kar doongi main shaant har uss agan ko
Jo tere baahar aur bheetar dono taraf lagi
Hui hai

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Girls,be like fire
hot but when touch burn and hurt

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Boondo se saaz o nagma , khanak raha hai
Har zara mehak raha hai , har pata chehak raha hai
Bekhudi yun iss qadar ki barf e qalb toh jhal raha hai
Azmayish baarish ki hai, boondo ki, aag ki hai ?
Ki Shola jhal uthtay hai , jab chingariya milti hai !

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It has been warm and bright all around,
Fair flickers of generous warmth,
An overbearing sense of callow and mellow luminescence.
The clinks and tinks of older acquaintances,
Seeming anew in the light of the warmth.
The ashes fell... gradual and slow,
The warmth of the fire surround with the bright illumination of the newly acquainted who chanted your name like a forgotten mantra.
They burnt in the fire, so warm,
Yet so cold.

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The fire cannot burn alone. It needs air and earth to for its resources. Just like that a writer needs readers to bring their words to life.

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I wait for someone who loves me differently...One who can see the fire in my soul, the child in my laugh and the ocean in my heart...

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मन जब अग्नि रूपी भविष्य में प्रवेश कर जाए तो वह
भविष्य की चिंता में दहकती रहती है और बदन जलते रहता है

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Mountains taught me to be a witness to the passing clouds of thoughts and emotions.
Clouds taught me impermanence. You don't die but change forms and be born again.
The sun taught me to give all and take none.
The Earth taught me to bear with the ones who dig at you.
The seas taught me a raucous periphery can have serene depths.
Flames taught me that we get warmth at a distance and burn ourselves if we go too near;
The same thing sustains us and the same thing destroys - use wisely!
Rivers taught me to stop not, and reorient ourselves to reach the destiny.
Electricity taught me either to follow the path of least resistance or to make the path least resistant.
Stars taught me that huge things appear small to the beholder's perception.
Light taught me to reflect and reveal true colours of everything.
Darkness taught me ropes aren't snakes; imagination makes us suffer.

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What is it that you desire...🎵
Is it the euphoria of love that makes you fly higher,
Do you want to ignite your heart's fire...🎵
And let it burn in ecstasy like the glow of sapphire,
Are your thoughts and emotions going haywire...🎵
Telling your mind and heart to rewire,
It is this desire...🎵
That has gotten your body to perspire,
Understanding this desire...🎵
Is what your soul seeks to aspire.

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