Tell them they mean nothing to you before treating them like that.
Not a love story but, a story about love. Because, Feelings do change. Memories do fade. And when life ends, 'The Heart Understands'.
This is a two line Urdu Shayr that shows reality. *watch the video*
Don't you try to be Perfect in whatever you do? Somewhere down the line, we all, some way or the other, are trying with all of our might to attain Perfection. But, the reason why no one has ever achieved perfection is: it's a moving target.
This is a two-line motivational Shayr in Urdu language with translation in English.
labo.n pe tere ye sawaal kaisa haii?
Rakha karo raabta warna Zindagi ka kya bharosa
Urdu Shayr #2. Meri rooh Sehem si jaati haii Jab bhi...
Shukr haii Inhii.n marhalo.n me.n Huii ye zindagi zaaya nahii.n...
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