Jaane kya dhhoondti rehti hain
yeh aankhein mujhme
raakh ke dher mein
shola hai na chingari hai !
these lines sooo fit our PaRud...
Rudra's inner most fires, the blazing thirst in his eyes, the stillness of ashes from a life burnt to cinders...and Paro's innocent , searching eyes, looking, seeking , searching for something, god knows what?
a whiff of life, a flicker of light in the darkness or perhaps a recognition of a smattering shred of a soul torn asunder long ago! what is she seeking? what is she hoping to find?
ab no woh pyaar na us pyaar ki yaadein baaki
aag yun dil mein lagi kuch na raha kuchh na bach
jiski tasveer nigahon mein liye baithi ho
main woh dildaar nahi uski hoon khamosh chita
zindagi hanske guzarti toh bahut achha tha
khair hanske nahi roh ro ke guzar jayegi
raakh barbaad mohabbat ki bacha rakhi hai
baar baari isko jo chheda toh bikhar jayegi
aarzoo jurm, wafa jurm , tamanna hai gunah
yeh woh duniya hai jahaan pyaar nahi ho sakta
kaise bazaar ka dastoor tumhein samjhaoon
bik gaya jo woh khareed daar nahi ho sakta
jaane kya dhoondti rehti hai
yeh aankhein mujhme
raakh ke dher mein
shola hai na chingari hai
Paro's haunting, searching, innocent, honest eyes pierce through the layers of camouflage and pierce Rudra's innermost turmoil and Rudra's haunted, tormented eyes look back pleading, beseaching , begging her to come in and rescue him from his own personal hell!!
Save him Paro...he is burning in his own hell!
Edited by dmg2c - 11 years ago