That's the name of a love song in my country. Listen to her when you read this post.
It's about two people who can only be with each other and thank even for the pain caused, if only it was from him, her. Therefore, Priya was talking to that man, Pallavi's beloved, about things that both of them are so worried about. Priya was pushing away the illusion, but she was right, there is always a chance. The daughter and father will still be united, they will have a family.
At the same time, Ram finds out from Pallavi the past of Priya and Pihu, because he is genuinely worried about them and the hypocritical tears of his "mom" will not change this in any way.
But Pallavi is right, sometimes you don't need to look at the past, you need to enjoy the present: cute arguments with a child, mimicking, such sweet sameness and requests to apologize. Because Mom brought up Pihu perfectly and taught the value of people and the importance of apologies.
The baby will do everything for her mother, but she will not give up principles, for this her mother loves her even more. That's why mom wants to connect her daughter and father so much and feels pain again, for the sake of both. Forgive her for that. She's not thinking about herself.
As then, with Ishaan, it will go into the wrong ears, but it's a chicken Vedu. In the end, everything will be for the good, Priya and Pihu will get their real enchanted prince, no matter how beautiful Krish is. And the dance of those who do not know about each other, but already subconsciously loving, will certainly take place. Under the gaze of their most loving Priya. It hurts, but it's beautiful.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTdj8W-p2yE
Lyrics for you all
The month drops, the nights are on repeat.
Mom says "They don't argue with fate."
Who, if not you? With whom, if not with you?
The moon, the moon is blinding in the eyes.
And my love is like baby talk.
Who, if not you? With whom, if not with you?
Right pedal to the stop.
On my heart, on mine, you draw patterns.
You draw so casually, but so beautifully.
For this every day I say "Thank you!"
It hurts, but it's beautiful! It hurts, but it's beautiful…
It hurts, but it's beautiful! It hurts, but…
There's a bright light at the end of the tunnel, you're not there with me.
So who, if not you? With whom, if not with you?
There's ice at the bottom of the cocktail, ice. Someone is waiting for me at home, waiting.
And who, if not you? With whom, if not with you?
Right pedal to the stop.
On my heart, on mine, you draw patterns.
You draw so casually, but so beautifully.
For this every day I say "Thank you!"
It hurts, but it's beautiful! It hurts, but it's beautiful…
It hurts, but it's beautiful! It hurts, but, but..
Right pedal to the stop.
On my heart, on mine, you draw; —
You draw so casually, but so…
For this every day I say…
Right pedal to the stop.
On my heart, on mine, you draw patterns.
You draw so casually, but so beautifully.
For this every day I say "Thank you!"
It hurts, but it's beautiful! It hurts, but it's beautiful…
It hurts, but it's beautiful! It hurts, but, but…
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