Hum jism nahi, rooh ko bas mein karne ka shauk rakhte hai ... ujaalon mein nahi, andheron mein savarte hai

I like to control the soul, and not the body ... I dress up in the darkness, and not in the light

Woh baatein joh hum kisi ko bata nahi sakte ... tanha toh woh baatein hum mein banati hai

The things that we can't share with anyone ... those things make us lonely

Hum sab apne apne raaz ke shikaar hote hai

We all are preys of our own secrets

Bura waqt koi jagah nahi hoti jahan se aap bachke nikal sakte hai ... bura waqt aapke saath saath chalta hai ... aur jitna hi aap usse bhaagne ki koshish karte hai ... utna hi woh aapki taraf badhta hua nazar aata hai

Bad time is not a place from where you can run away ... bad time moves with you ... and the more you try to run away from it ... that much more it appears to come closer to you

Woh joh dar-badar ghoomte rehte hai ... woh ya koi kahani bhulana chahte hai ya dhoondna ... ya dono

Those who roam around here and there ... they either want to forget a story or find one ... or may be both