Jaanevaale kabhèè nahee aate
Jaanewaale kee yaad aatee hai
Dil ek mandir hai
Pyaar kee jis mè hotee hai poojaa
Ye preetam kaa ghar hai
Har dhaṛkan hai aaratee bandan
Aàkh jo meechee ho gaye darshan
Mout miṭaa de chaahe hastee, yaad to amar hai
Ham yaadò ke phool chaṛhaaye
Aur aàsoo ke deep jalaaye
Saàso kaa har taar pukaare ye premnagar hai
To depart means sometimes to never return; to depart sometimes means never to remember to return.
The heart is a temple in which the worship is performed with love towards to the beloved whose home it is.
Every heartbeat is the song of worship (arati vandanaa). The eyes burn with your vision. We can eradicate the fear of death by remembering the one who is immortal.
Sometimes, our memories are the flowers of life that we offer. Our tears light the pathway and our breath calls out to the heaven of love.
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