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Ek Pyar Ka Nagma Hai...

Sitting in the corner, anguished and despaired, I often blame and curse my life for turning me down. But when I listen to you, my whole perspective changes. That I'm crying for nothing and I'm responsible for my situation and not life. That life is not preplanned but my own creation. It is my story and I decide how it should be.

You enlighten me in my bad times. You are the true meaning of life. You taught me to steal the moments to make use of the opportunity, to live the fullest.

To gain something you have to lose something and when you do lose, you'll gain back too. That's what life is, to be successful you have to work hard, to maintain a relationship you sometimes have to back down.

"Kuch paakar khona hai, kuch khokar paana hai
Jeevan ka matlab toh aana aur jaana hai
Do pal ke jeevan se ek umar churani hai
Zindagi aur kuch bhi nahi teri meri kahani hai"

In the generation of Taylor Swift's "Love story," I find you, "Pyar Ka Nagma", more tempting. You taught me true love is to support each other in crises, to take stand for each other, to become each other's pillar and not just exchanging flowers and celebrating valentine.

"Tu dhaar hai nadiya ki, main tera kinara hoon
Tu mera sahara hai, main tera sahara hoon"

Sometimes life gets tough and knocks us down. You gave hope that problems don't last long, to stay calm in it. That we should learn to let go of things and find a moment of peace and happiness because problems are inevitable and you can't avoid them but accept them.

"Toofan ko aana hai, aakar chale jaana hai,
Baadal hai yeh kuch pal ka, chhakar dhal jaana hai"

You portray the intense meaning of love and life so magnificently and Lata Mangeshkar Ji with her sweet voice explored a new vision to see life since then. I hope we all learn from you and stay positive in life and spread love.

"Ek pyar ka nagma hai, maujon ki rawani hai
Zindagi aur kuch bhi nahi teri meri kahani hai"

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