Tumse pehle, mujhe lagta tha ke main mohabbat ko samajhta hoon — lekin main bilkul nahi samajhta tha. Mohabbat, ab main jaanta hoon, woh khamosh garmahat hai jo main mehsoos karta hoon jab tum kamre mein aati ho. Yeh woh waqt hai jab meri poori duniya thamh jaati hai, bas ek pal ke liye — jis pal main tumhara chehra dekhta hoon.

Jis lamhe se tum meri zindagi ka hissa bani, sab kuch badal gaya. Rangon mein narm roshan aa gayi, khamoshiyan meethi ho gayi, aur mera dil — jo hamesha bechain rehta tha — aakhirkar apna ghar paa gaya.

Tum sirf meri mangaytar nahi ho, Warda. Tum mera sabse bara safar ho, meri sabse mehfooz panaah ho, aur meri har roz ki sabse khoobsurat soch ho. Jo angoothi maine tumhari ungli mein pahnayi, woh sirf ek waada nahi tha — woh mera tumhein chunna tha, poori tarah se, hamesha ke liye, apni har cheez ke saath.

Main tumhe dekhta hoon aur sochta hoon: mujhe itni khushqismati kaise mili? Maine aisa kya kiya jis ki wajah se mujhe woh insaan mila jis ki meherbaani itni sahaj hai, jis ki rooh itni nadir hai, jis ka wujood hi poori duniya ko halka kar deta hai?

Main tumse itna pyar karta hoon jitna lafzon mein bayaan nahi ho sakta. Aur apni zindagi ka har din main yeh yakeen dilaane mein guzaarunga ke tum yeh hamesha jaano.