I hope death is like being carried to your bedroom when you were a child and fell asleep on the couch during a family party. I hope you can hear the laughter from the next room…

“Is intizar me baithe hain un ki mahfil me,
Ki vo nigah uthaen or hum salam keren”

“Mohabbat me marziyan nahi chalti hai sahab,
Gardane jhukayi jati hai humko yaar par.”

“ Itni milti hai meri Gazlon se soorat teri,
log tujhko mera Mahboob samajhte honge…”