It is snowing and there is no drink in my hand ... make me drink ... I have nothing to do

It is an evening, it is raining, it is the weather of love ... let me listen to the music that is spread in the air ... there is fire, there is suffering, there is a state of helplessness ... let the separated companions say something today

When a heart breaks there is no sound ... but with that earthquakes come, the sky tears apart, the world gets destroyed

Here you love every weather ... and you fall in love in every weather

After teasing the broken strings of my heart, you are now scared of God ... you have awakened the storm yourself, and you yourself are scared of the wind

For someone love is like a deep vortex, it'll drown them ... it's like high winds, it's like a storm, it's like an ember ... and for someone love is like a boat, it can get them across ... it's like silence, it's like a poem, it's like a gust of cool breeze

It is said that the sunshine after the rain is very beautiful

After autumn comes the season of spring ... and living after accepting defeat from life is of no use

It feels as if this lighting will strike again ... not sure on whom and where

Fasten your seatbelt ... the weather is about to deteriorate

A gust of wind blew and a flower broke from its stalk ... neither of the wind nor of the garden, whose mistake is this

It is very hot here ... I'll go and sit in my AC BC DC car

In the storm I want my own happiness ... I live carrying my life in my hands ... you are the one whom the ocean eats ... I am the one who drinks the ocean

A true courageous person is someone who throws a net to catch the fish in the middle of a storm in an ocean ... because someone who sits on the shore, throws a net and waits for the fish to get caught in, is not called a courageous person

The fire of revenge is such a thirst, that doesn't go away by someone else taking it ... and storms don't need the support of anyone else

The one who grows in a storm ... changes the world

If the weather of romance is not good then they will go to their own houses ... and if the weather of romance is good then they will sing a song

If you're not there then the bottle and alcohol mean nothing ... I followed the custom of going to the bar but drinking meant nothing ... I have burned for years in the drops that fall ... someone please ask me what does the monsoon month mean

Someone else has come in my life ... like a flood, like a storm and he has taken me away

Love is that intoxication in which you lose your peace of mind, you lose your senses, your sleep disappears ... you wish to meet someone, touch someone, say to someone, listen to someone, make someone yours, to become of someone, and to live ... love is that incomplete spring season in which the flowers of imagination blossom, the poems get their tunes, the fairs of romance are set, the stories create a fragrance, laughing happens, and you get satisfaction ... love is that human magic in which the future gets a purpose, the past gets an existence, the hearts of strangers connect, and the lonely journey finds the destination