I remember listening to you for the first time when was in fourth grade, I guess. I was totally mesmerised by Kareena-Shahid's onscreen chemistry and their mad rain dance. Gradually, you had become my go to song and I had completely fallen in love with you and would listen to you every single night to feel calmed and relaxed.
But it was only until this year (almost 14 years now) that could grasp your real worth, the essence that you hold and the idea that you wanted to talk about! Now I've gotten a better understanding of you, which has helped me understand myself even better. So I'd like to THANK YOU!!
~ना है ये पाना, ना खोना ही है~
Thank you for making me understand that my feeling does not need any approval or reciprocation, it is absolutely within me and so neither can i get it from someone (approval) nor can i loose it to someone (rejection).
~तेरा ना होना जाने, क्यूँ होना ही है~
Thank you for letting me wholeheartedly connect with both- the feeling, I have and the one for whom I have it.
~आँखों में आँखें तेरी, बाहों में बाहें तेरी, मेरा ना मुझमें कुछ रहा~
Thank you for giving me a reason to cherish the beautiful memories and making me understand that these memories are sufficient enough for me to live and exist.
~मैं कहीं भी जाता हूँ तुमसे ही मिल जाता हूँ~
Thank you for giving me this little bubble of joy, that wherever I go, whatever I do, this feeling that I have and the one for whom I have it, will always remain with me, if not physically, then atleast emotionally in my heart!! And thankyou for celebrating the beauty of loving someone, even when the person doesn't love you back!
I really hope we could someday meet and dance together madly under the rain, and cherish the moments that we've spent with our loved ones or hope for memorable moments with you filled with endless smiles.
Loving you is my first and last wish for my well-being but telling you is luxury in this life; I cannot afford to lose you, sorry darlin. So, let me love you from distance, forever. This girl cannot label this electrical feeling; gosh! you are so dreamy, boyyy. ♡
Today poetry was dressed In "his mistress's" clothes It smelled as if dipped in herbal tea The paper was reflecting her melancholy By absorbing it's yellow shade Sometimes I wonder what precious Jewels were sewed that it costs trillions Not in the market But in his lover's pupils I often saw thy lady peering from the window Searching for her loving darling's soul Wearing the corset clinged to her heart And puffed skirt sweeping the floor The roses that bloomed in her cheeks Painted the poem in thy love's colour The sheet of lilies lies on his table But his unknown mind wouldn't Wander over the thought that last night The sweet woman folded a letter Declaring her emotions, The pain of departure And left it by the lantern on the table As he was drunk and drowned in liquor And wrapped in some other mistress's arms How could he know the death Was already home to him It knocked upon his door But his destiny chose to suffer Thy lady's gloomy gown narrated Silence of lonely nights Scattered miserably In a piece of paper "Beautiful" the poetry cried But look how "sweet" she looked Hanging from the hook of a chandelier With a crooked neck and hollow sockets Looks like the blood no more talks to her veins