If I had not uttered those loving words to her.

What would have become of me?

Neither, I feel anything for anyone else.

Nor, I can lift my face to look in mirror anymore.

It is not in my destiny to see my beloved.

Even if I have 100’s of life, still I would have only long for her.

What kind of madness or love is this meet?

O friend, only a lover can explain the intoxication of love.

You can call it my madness or whatever you want?

Let my love be her fame, my life be her mat and my prayer be her wisdom. 

~ Meet

O people, Taj may be the symbol of love and you all are strongly attracted by its beauty.

But for me, my beloved is enough and she is the symbol of my love.

Looking at sky in night, I often feel you might be looking at the moon (me and you) the way I do.

I am in love, I still have hope in me left. It’s only you I care, I don’t know when can I find rest.

~ Meet