Sanson ki mala pe, Sanson ki mala, Sanson ki mala pe, Simroon main pi ka naam... Prem ke rang mein aisi doobi, Ban gaya ik hi roop. Apne aap se baatein karte karte, Ho gayi main badnaam... Saanson ki mala pe, Simroon main pi ka naam. When you pray to be loved by someone like a breath... When you wish to be loved the same way you love them... When you realize that every soul is incomplete until their other half enters their life and completes their world, their existence... it feels nothing less than a fairytale. When all you want is that one person... When all you want is to spend your life with them... Because for a devotee, their heaven is not a place... Their heaven is the person they love. 🕊️🕊️🕊️