Tum na mano magar haqiqat hai
ishq insan ke zarurat hai
kuch to dil mubatala-e-vahashat hai
kuch teri yaad bhi qayamat hai
mere mahbub mujh se jhooth na bol
jhooth surat-e-gar sadaqat hai
jee raha hun is aitamad ke sath
zindagi ko meri zarurat hai
husn hi husn jalve hi jalve
sirf ehasas ke zarurat hai
us ke wade pe naz the kya kya
ab dar-o-bam se nadamat hai
us ke mahafil mein baith kar dekho
zindagi kitni khubsurat hai
rasta kat hi jayega ‘qabil’
shauq-e-manzil agar salamat hai
If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.
Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantel-piece, and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco case. With his long, white, nervous fingers he adjusted the delicate needle, and rolled back his left shirt-cuff. For some little time his eyes rested thoughtfully upon the sinewy forearm and wrist, all dotted and scarred with innumerable puncture-marks. Finally, he thrust the sharp point home, pressed down the tiny piston, and sank back into the velvet-lined armchair with a long sigh of satisfaction.
Es Dil Ka Haal Bhi Kuch Samundar Jaisa Hai,
Shaant Hai Din Mein, Sham Ko Baichain Ho Jata Hai,
Raat Aateh Aateh Kuch Alag Hee Rang Mein Dhal Jata Hai,
Suraj Kee Roushani Mein Phir Chahak Jata Hai…