~Dewana dewana duniya kehne lage ✨☄️

[Daizy]

Recently heard the lyric,

"Sajna ke sajde mein itna rehne lage, deewana deewana duniya kehne lage"

Isn't it so khoobsurat?!!

There is something unsettlingly beautiful about a love that doesn't try to look balanced. It doesn't keep score, doesn't stand tall for dignity, doesn't ask how much is too much. It simply stays, so long in devotion that surrender starts feeling natural. You're not bowing because you're small; you're bowing because you trust what you're bowing to. The world may call this kind of love madness, but deewangi isn't losing sense for love; it's losing the habit of pretending.

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[Aniketjvuu]

Recently heard the lyric,

"Sajna ke sajde mein itna rehne lage, deewana deewana duniya kehne lage"

Isn't it so khoobsurat?!!

There is something unsettlingly beautiful about a love that doesn't try to look balanced. It doesn't keep score, doesn't stand tall for dignity, doesn't ask how much is too much. It simply stays, so long in devotion that surrender starts feeling natural. You're not bowing because you're small; you're bowing because you trust what you're bowing to. The world may call this kind of love madness, but deewangi isn't losing sense for love; it's losing the habit of pretending.

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Khoobsurati yahi hai ki yeh pyaar hisaab nahi karta, bas mehsoos karta hai. Sajda yahan kamzori nahi, bharose ki sabse gehri shakal hai. Duniya ise deewangi kahe, par asal mein yeh woh sachcha pyaar hai jo dikhawa chhod deta hai.

 

[Rockzz✨❤️श्वेतराग❤️]

Recently heard the lyric,

"Sajna ke sajde mein itna rehne lage, deewana deewana duniya kehne lage"

Isn't it so khoobsurat?!!

There is something unsettlingly beautiful about a love that doesn't try to look balanced. It doesn't keep score, doesn't stand tall for dignity, doesn't ask how much is too much. It simply stays, so long in devotion that surrender starts feeling natural. You're not bowing because you're small; you're bowing because you trust what you're bowing to. The world may call this kind of love madness, but deewangi isn't losing sense for love; it's losing the habit of pretending.

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This song is really beautiful...
And u explained it well...
Two lines...

Kyonki wo nahi hai...
To ye mausam bhi
Sirf mausam hai,
Mere liye basant nhi...
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"Sajna ke sajde mein itna rehne lage, deewana deewana duniya kehne lage"

 

[Ashwin Singh]

Recently heard the lyric,

"Sajna ke sajde mein itna rehne lage, deewana deewana duniya kehne lage"

Isn't it so khoobsurat?!!

There is something unsettlingly beautiful about a love that doesn't try to look balanced. It doesn't keep score, doesn't stand tall for dignity, doesn't ask how much is too much. It simply stays, so long in devotion that surrender starts feeling natural. You're not bowing because you're small; you're bowing because you trust what you're bowing to. The world may call this kind of love madness, but deewangi isn't losing sense for love; it's losing the habit of pretending.

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Such a beautiful song

 

[Daizy]

Such a beautiful song

Indeed

 

[Daizy]

This song is really beautiful...
And u explained it well...
Two lines...

Kyonki wo nahi hai...
To ye mausam bhi
Sirf mausam hai,
Mere liye basant nhi...
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"Sajna ke sajde mein itna rehne lage, deewana deewana duniya kehne lage"

Aesthetic in every possible wayy....

 

[Daizy]

Khoobsurati yahi hai ki yeh pyaar hisaab nahi karta, bas mehsoos karta hai. Sajda yahan kamzori nahi, bharose ki sabse gehri shakal hai. Duniya ise deewangi kahe, par asal mein yeh woh sachcha pyaar hai jo dikhawa chhod deta hai.

Well said

 

[Anshhi]

Recently heard the lyric,

"Sajna ke sajde mein itna rehne lage, deewana deewana duniya kehne lage"

Isn't it so khoobsurat?!!

There is something unsettlingly beautiful about a love that doesn't try to look balanced. It doesn't keep score, doesn't stand tall for dignity, doesn't ask how much is too much. It simply stays, so long in devotion that surrender starts feeling natural. You're not bowing because you're small; you're bowing because you trust what you're bowing to. The world may call this kind of love madness, but deewangi isn't losing sense for love; it's losing the habit of pretending.

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