At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear!
When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear;
And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls,
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
-Thomas Moore
You're My Forever
You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.
pal pal mera dil ghabrata hai
How To Fight An Ego
Have you ever fought an ego?
BAS THODI DER
बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे मिलने का मन नहीं करता…
A Friend Is Backbone
A friend is a person
TUMKO HI SOCHTA HAUN
तुमको ही सोचता हूँ तुमको ही ढूँढता हूँ
Come Fly With Me My Friend
Walk with me along the path,
BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE
Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha
pyaar ko jataya nahi jata
pyaar karke koi jatay ye zaruri to nahi
Home Alone
My family's gone; there's no one home.
