Love is not just limited to this world ... love is a flower of emotions ... which provides it's fragrance from one life to another and then for eternity

Some things become more beautiful as they grow old ... like rose, wine and you

Those who sow thorns walk on thorns itself ... only fools expect flowers after sowing thorns

This is the sign of a good man ... even if the world pushes him into an area with thorns ... but still he grows flowers over there

If a tree grows on earth then everyone worships it like a goddess ... at that point no one cares to find out from where did the seed come from ... but in this world a woman's child is only known by his father's name

I love you a lot ... as much as the sun loves its sunrays, as much as the moon loves its moonlight, as much as the flowers love their fragrance

A garden looks good with colour and fragrance both ... what am I if I am all by myself ... what are you if you are all by yourself

This is not just a flower ... in this flower more than the fragrance, is your love

A lotus flower lives in the mud ... but it's still presented at the feet of god

The house of a lotus flower is in the mud ... but it's not the wish of the lotus flower to make it's house in the mud ... it's their compulsion

You get life so that you can pass through the thorns ... and flowers grow so that they can decorate the garden

There's so much mud in politics that a lotus flower can't grow there ... only insects can crawl there

Spring comes in every region ... and even flowers bloom there, after the era of breeze

The wounds received in the path of India's independence ... are not wounds ... they are a garland of flowers

She is my Laila ... I'm her Majnu ... if she is a blouse and then I'm her scarf ... if she is a flower then I'm her courtyard

The kikar tree earns the virtue and the fig tree does the donation ... there is no doctor like the jungle who cares for everyone

Those who feel the pain can cry ... even teardrops of a stranger can moisten us ... smart people can't sleep on flowers ... crazy lovers can even sleep on thorns

The intoxication from money is much more than the beverage made from cannabis leaves and flowers

She has the walk of a female deer, cheeks like a blossomed flower, and on top of that her beautiful hair ... so why won't I become crazy ... oh god you've indeed done some magic

Forget all the stars, the flowers, the spring season, and remember the first kiss which was fire and calm as well ... now it's just you, your appearance, your youth, your fun ... now it's just my breathes that are warming your eyelids ... the heart only tries to convince that the two bodies should become one ... no one has control in front of this scene