Chapter 1
🥰English🥰
"Book Title: The Power Within"
O Woman, you are so deeply delicate, gentle, and full of grace. O Woman, you are immensely lovable, infinitely precious, and sweet in every way. O Woman, your absolute strength, courage, and power completely overpower everyone else in this universe. 😤 A single word arising from your lips has the divine power to build someone's entire life from the ground up. Otherwise, if you choose, a single negative word from you can instantly drag their entire life straight into the depths of hell. O Woman, you are the ultimate reformer, the one who corrects, refines, and guides everyone to the right path. The one who stubbornly refuses to listen to your voice or follow your chosen path, they are forever destined to lose everything and vanish completely from this beautiful world. O Woman, you are the mystical force who turns deep, painful sorrows into pure, unadulterated happiness. O Woman, you also hold the power to transform the greatest earthly joys into absolute misery and grief. O Woman, your incredible strength and presence completely overpowers every single soul around you.
Your glorious tales, historical legends, and modern stories are heard echoing in every single street and corner. Just look closely at the magnificent, complex, and deeply mystical nature of this woman. O Woman, by generously praising someone's goodness and virtue, you raise them high up to the absolute sky. But O Woman, by humiliating or insulting someone, you can drop them straight down to the cold ground in a single second. She beautifully and effortlessly gathers her close circle of friends and companions in every single neighborhood. And yet, despite all this, it is the very same woman who silently, without a single complaint, carries the entire heavy burden of the household on her shoulders. Oh, tell me honestly, how can you manage to be so incredibly sweet, loving, and beautiful? Tell me, O Woman, you are truly so delicate, gentle, and soft like a flower. O Woman, you end up becoming an extremely heavy burden on another woman's life. O Woman, why do you consciously choose to become a harsh, bitter enemy to your very own kind? 😡
O Woman, you follow, protect, and enforce the rigid, outdated rules of this society so very carefully and strictly. And yet, being a pure woman yourself, why do you turn into a painful burden for another innocent woman? O Woman, why do you brew such intense, unnecessary enmity and hatred with another sister? Why do you mercilessly crush so many innocent women under the heavy weight of your self-made rules? 😱 O Woman, how can you so easily and comfortably forget that you, too, are a woman after all? O Woman, you are the magnificent one who single-handedly salvages, protects, and elevates three entire generations of a family. Your divine, unique way of handling relationships and running the world is truly wonderful and beautiful. O Woman, you are absolutely unique, precious, and matchless in this vast world.
O Woman, you teach, practice, and strictly impose your rules upon your own beloved daughter. You consciously teach the very same regulations, boundaries, and duties to your son and your daughter-in-law as well. Then why does a innocent daughter change her own beautiful ideals, habits, and dreams in her in-laws' home just because of society's pressure? Tell me, O Woman, you end up turning into a heavy, suffocating burden for your own daughter and your daughter-in-law alike. It never seems to matter to anyone even if a son completely fails to follow those exact traditional rules or breaks them daily. But the very moment a daughter or a daughter-in-law makes a tiny mistake, you immediately throw thousands of harsh taunts at her. You so easily and ruthlessly tarnish their beautiful reputation and dignity in the eyes of this judgmental society.
O Woman, tell me from your heart, how can you be so incredibly clever, sharp, and intelligent? You have successfully won and conquered the entire universe with your mystical ways. When you beautifully adorn yourself and look at your own reflection in the mirror, you happily call yourself a stunning and beautiful woman. But O Woman, the very moment another woman stops to admire her own reflection or dress up, you immediately brand her as a very lazy, vain, and wasteful woman. Tell me, O Woman, how can you be so incredibly sweet, complex, and lovable? O Woman, why do you always choose to become a heavy, painful burden on this entire world? O Woman, whenever this vast world accepts defeat before your immense strength, you truly showcase that you are the one who beautifully adorns, manages, and sustains this entire world.
O Woman, your own personal pain, discomfort, and tears are treated as true, monumental suffering that everyone must notice. But the deep, silent pain and agony of any other woman is easily dismissed by you as mere drama, acting, or attention-seeking. O Woman, you are truly so innocent, naive, and deeply unaware of your own bias. O Woman, you lovingly feed your own daughter with your own hands, protecting her from every chore, but you comfortably and demanding ek expect to sit back and eat from the hands of your daughter-in-law. O Woman, why do you showcase such intense, painful discrimination in daily life? O Woman, why do you draw a sharp dividing line between a son and a daughter? How can you so easily and comfortably forget that you, too, are a woman after all? O Woman, tell me the absolute truth, are you the ultimate, primary reason behind another woman's complete ruin and heartbreak?
O Woman, you provide soothing comfort, peace, and protection like a cool, majestic, shade-giving tree in the summer. Then why do you suddenly turn around and rain down scorching, harsh, and brutal heat like the blazing sun on another woman's head? O Woman, why do you practice such deep, unfair bias between a son and a daughter? Tell me, O Woman, how can you be so deeply innocent, lost, and unaware? You completely fail to look within your own soul and truly comprehend your own inner self and power. O Woman, if a daughter tries to step forward courageously for her own career, education, and progress, why do you go around announcing, judging, and gossiping about it to the entire society? Do you truly not wish to see your own daughter fly high, stand on her own feet, and succeed in life?
O Woman, why do you display such an intense, heartbreaking level of discrimination? You panic, worry, and rush to marry off a daughter the very moment she turns eighteen, as if she is a heavy burden. But even if a son crosses thirty years of age, you hold absolutely no worry, anxiety, or panic about his future or marriage. O Woman, you are truly so innocent, naive, and deeply unaware of the damage you cause. You fail to see your own truth, your own bias, and understand your own inner spiritual strength. Why do you bind other innocent souls along with you under the rigid, suffocating rules of this society? O Woman, you are so delicate, yet you turn out to be a heavy, unbreakable weight on both society and your family. O Woman, why have you become the very one who traps everyone else in heavy metal chains?
Tell me, O Woman, you end up blindly worshiping and following the false rules of पाखंडी (hypocritical) sages and fake babas. O Woman, you are the divine avatar of all seven holy goddesses combined into one soul. And yet, through your bitter actions, you end up becoming a heavy, painful burden over those seven goddesses too. O Woman, you are truly so magnificent, beautiful, and unique in every single way. O Woman, without your presence, your laughter, and your management, this entire universe feels empty, lonely, and silent. O Woman, you perform the grand role of a majestic queen and a hardworking servant at the exact same time. O Woman, you are a powerful, burning spark of fire, yet you act so completely naive and foolish sometimes. O Woman, you have the absolute power to fix broken things, yet you ruin the tasks yourself out of anger. Tell me, O Woman, how can you be so simple, innocent, and yet so intensely sweet?
O Woman, you are so delicate, yet you blend effortlessly into every single role and form given to you. It is solely because of your choices, actions, and ego that the grand, historic war of Mahabharata took place. O Woman, your powerful actions and decisions turned out to be heavy on the destiny of the Mahabharata itself. When the public humiliation and cheer-haran of Draupadi was happening in the royal court, you were silently present right there. Then why did you not courageously step forward to stop that horrific, unforgivable crime against dignity? You yourself ended up stripping away the modesty, safety, and honor of a fellow woman. O Woman, you have proven to be a heavy weight on the honor of the Mahabharata itself.
The holy Vedas and ancient Puranas have clearly documented your undeniable, immense power. You possess a spiritual strength that makes even the divine gods fear your intense wrath. If only you had shown true, genuine love, empathy, and sisterhood toward another woman, then mother Sita would never have been forced to face the brutal, humiliating trial of fire. O Woman, you did not spare or show mercy even to the universal mother of all creation. O Woman, it was none other than you (as Kaikeyi) who forced Lord Ram into a long exile. You forced him to spend fourteen harsh, painful years wandering inside the dangerous, deep forest, along with mother Sita, who lost her entire royal status, palace comfort, and happiness due to your stubbornness.
O Woman, you were a woman yourself, and she too was a pure, innocent woman. Just for the sake of royal greed, power, and wealth, why did you ruin the honor and happiness of the universal mother? It was none other than you, O Woman, it was truly you who caused this tragedy. The one who was supposed to adorn and beautify the world ended up ruining it completely and mixing it with dust. O Woman, you even left the innocent kids Love and Kush to be raised alone in the lonely forest without a father. The very moment you step into the house as a mother-in-law, you instantly begin to torment, control, and harass the daughter-in-law. You teach your daughter thousands of strange, rigid, and unfair rules of society, but you comfortably exempt your sons from every single rule and restriction. You take out the bitter revenge of your own past insults and trauma on an innocent daughter. O Woman, please wake up now and free yourself from this brutal, burning furnace of society.
Only your true, loving presence and support should matter in my independent life. We have chosen to love each other completely, so let the entire world turn into our enemy if it wants to. Now that we are walking on this path together, what can this enemy world even do to break us? I hold absolutely no concern, fear, or thought for anyone else; my only purpose, target, and destiny is you. I know very well that this journey of life is far from being seamless, perfect, or easy. Yet, I am asking you with all my soul—will you support me through this entire journey? Zindagi is mod par aakhiri hui hai na main marta hoon na main jeeta hoon. Mujhe tumhi bata paogi ki mujhe karna kya hai kya tum mujhe bataogi? Ki mujhe karna kya hai mujhe kisi ka hath mere hath mein nahi chahiye sirf tumhara hath mere hath mein.
That hand should be mine when my ring blends perfectly into your ring finger, then you will become my queen forever, but that sparkling ring must shine brightly as a true symbol of our bond. I only crave your companionship, will you hold my hand, tell me will you walk along with me through it all. I need your companionship in the journey of life. I hold no connection with anyone else; I only want a bond with you. No matter if you choose to step back or walk away, I will always respect your worth, and you will transform my mortal existence into a divine paradise. I have placed my absolute faith in you; tell me, will you elevate my life to new heights, tell me, will you guide my life forward. Live life gloriously like a true queen, a maharani, forever.
🌹Hindi🌹
"Chapter Title: Aho Naari"
Aho naari tum sukumaari, tum bahut hi komal 🥀aur bholi ho. Aho naari tum badi pyaari, sabke dilon ko jeetne waali ho. Aho naari tum sab par bhaari, tumhari shakti ke aage sab pheke hain. 😤 Tumhari ek vaani sabka jeevan bane na, tumhari ek meethi baat kisi ki zindagi sanwar sakti hai. Toh tumhari ek vaani sabka jeevan nark mein le jaaye, tumhara ek kadwa bol poora ghr barbad kar sakta hai. Aho naari tum sabko sudhaari, tum hi samaj ko sahi raasta dikhaati ho. Jo na tumhare baat par jo na chala, jo tumhare kahe anusar nahi chalta, woh duniya se gaye haare😓, woh is jag mein kabhi jeet nahi paata. Aho naari dukh ko sukh karne waali naari, tum har dard ko muskaan mein badal deti ho. Aho naari sukh ko dukh kar dene waali naari, tum chaho toh hanste hue ghar ko bhi udaas kar do. Aho naari tum sab par bhaari😥, tumhari takat ke aage sab haanpte hain.
Tumhari mahima gali-gali mein suni hai, tumhare tyaag ki charcha har kone mein hai. Dekho kaisi hai yeh naari, iske roop aur iske jafzbaat ko samajhna aasan nahi hai. Aho naari kisi ki achhai kar kar use oonche aasmaan par chadhati, jab tum kisi par meharban ho toh use bhagwan bana deti ho. Toh aho naari kisi ki apmaan kar kar use zameen par giraati hai, aur gusse mein tum kisi ko bhi mitti mein mila sakti ho. Gali-gali mein yeh apna mandli ne baithati hai, har jagah tumhara hi aadar aur baatein hoti hain. Aur wahi naari ghar ka saara bhaar bhi uthaati hai, bina kuch kahe poore parivar ka bojh apne akele kandhon par jhelti hai. Aho tum kitni pyaari ho, tumhara dil kitna saaf aur sacha hai. Kaho naari tum badi sukumaari ho, tum phoolon se bhi zyada nazaakat rakhti ho. Aho naari tum naari par hi bhaari ho, par afsos ki tum hi doosri aurat ki sabse badi mushkil ban jaati ho. Aho naari tum kyon naari par hi bhaari ho? 😡
Aho naari tum samaj ke niyamo ko itna dhyaan se nibhaati ho, is duniya ki har purani aur kadwi reet ko tum bohot sakti se chalaati ho. Aur tum khud naari ho, tum doosre naari par bhaari kyon pad jaati ho? Phir ek aurat hokar tum doosri aurat ke dukh ko kyon nahi samajhti? Aho naari tum kyon kisi aur naari se dushmani badhti ho? Ek hi aangan mein tum doosri behen se kyon nafrat aur bair rakhti ho? 😡 Tum kyon apne niyamo ke tale kyon aneko naari ko dabaati ho? Apne banaye hue kade kanoon ke neeche tum kitni hi masoom bahu-betiyon ke sapno ko kuchal deti ho. 😱 Aho naari tum kyon bhool jaati ho ki tum bhi toh ek naari ho? Tum yeh kaise bhool sakti ho ki jis dard se tum guzri ho, wahi dard tum doosri ko de rahi ho? Aho naari tum ek kul se teen kul taari, tumhara janm toh har ghar ko taarne ke liye hua hai. Tumhari dukaan badi yaari, tumhara rishte nibhane ka tareeka sabse alag aur anokha hai. Aho naari tum ho badi nyaari, tum is poori shrishti mein sabse anmol ho.
Aho naari tum apna niyam apni beti ko bhi sikhaati, usko har tarah ki maryada aur bandhan bachpan se batati ho. Bete ko bhi sikhaati aur bahu ko bhi sikhaati hai, ghar ke har ek sadasya ko tum chalna sikhaati ho. Toh beti kyon apna sasural mein niyam samaj ke kaaran kyon badal jaati hai? Phir wahi beti jab doosre ghar jaati hai, toh is samaj ke tano ke darr se kyon ghutne lagti hai? Kaho naari tum beti par bhi bhaari aur tum bahu par bhi bhaari, tum dono ke liye alag aur kade niyam kyon rakhti ho? Bete use niyam ko na karein toh koi baat nahi hoti, agar beta koi galti kare ya niyam tode toh tum haste hue maaf kar deti ho. Lekin jab ek beti aur bahu niyam na karein toh tum hazaaron taane maar maar ke, unhe har pal unki kamiyan yaad dila kar, samaj mein naam badnaam karwaati. Unki chhoti si bhool ko tum poore mohalle mein ruswa kar deti ho.
Aho naari tum kitni chatur ho, tumhara dimaag aur tumhari samajh bohot tez hai. Tum poore jag ko jeeti na, tumne apni mamta aur shakti se is poori duniya par raj kiya hai. Tohri sheeshe mein jab tum khud savaari toh tum sundar naari, jab tum khud taiyar hoti ho toh khud ko rani samajhti ho. Lekin aho naari jab koi aur naari khud ko nihaare, par jab wahi shringar koi doosri bahu ya aurat kare, toh bahut aalsi hai naari, tum turant use aalsi aur kaamchor bol deti ho. Kaho naari tum kitni ho pyaari, tumhare andar kitne roop chhupe hain. Aho naari tum kyon jag par ho bhaari? Tum kyon is poore sansaar par apni zidd chalati ho? Aho naari jab tum par hai haari, jab yeh jag tumhare aage ghutne tekta hai, aho naari tum sachmuch mein duniya ko savaari, tabhi tum is ujde hue sansaar ko jannat banati ho.
Aho naari khud ka dard dard hai, tumhari apni thakaan aur takleef toh sabse badi hai. Lekin kisi aur naari ka dard sirf naatak hai, par wahi takleef jab doosri aurat bataye toh tum use sirf ek dhong aur dikhawa kehti ho. Aho naari tum badi naadan ho, tum is bhedbhav ke piche chhupe sach ko dekh hi nahi paati. Aho naari tum beti ko hath se khilaati ho, apni beti ko tum har sukh deti ho aur lad-pyaar se rakhti ho, aur bahu ke hath se khaati ho, aur doosri beti jo bahu bankar aayi hai, usse din-raat seva ki umeed rakhti ho. Aho naari tum kitna bhedbhav dikhaati ho, ek hi chhat ke neeche tum do alag aaine kyon rakhti ho? Aho naari tum kyon bete aur beti mein bhed dikhaati ho? Bete ko azaadi aur beti par pehra kyon lagati ho? Tum yeh kyon bhool jaati ho ki tum bhi toh ek naari ho? Kya tum apna beeta hua bachpan aur apna dard bhool gayi ho? Aho naari kya tum hi naari ki barbaadi ho? Kya ek aurat hi doosri aurat ki sabse badi dushman ban chuki hai?
Aho naari tum ek sheetal ped ki tarah chhaon deti ho, tumhari mamta har kisi ko sukoon aur thandak deti hai. Toh phir sooraj ki tarah kyon kada tu barsaati ho? Phir gusse mein tum apno par hi aag kyon ugalne lagti ho? Aho naari tum kyon bete aur beti mein bhed dikhaati ho, dono ko ek aankh se kyon nahi dekhti. Kaho naari tum kitni naadan ho, tum khud ko bhi samajh nahi paati ho, tum apne hi andar chal rahe is yudh ko pehchan nahi paati. Aho naari beti kaamyabi ke liye pehle apna hath aage badhati, jab beti padhna chahti hai aur aage badhna chahti hai, toh tum samaj mein kyon bataati ho? Tum duniya ke tano ke darr se use kyon rokti ho? Kya tum apni beti ko aage badhte dekhna nahi chahti ho? Kya tum nahi chahti ki jo mukaam tumhein nahi mila, woh use mile?
Aho naari tum kyon itna bhedbhav dikhaati ho? Har kadam par tum beti par bandhan kyon lagati ho? Beti 18 saal mein hi byah karne par dharfaraati ho, beti thodi badi nahi hui ki tum uski shadi ke liye pareshan ho jaati ho aur use paraya dhan kehne lagti ho. Bete 30 ke bhi paar ho jaaye toh na akbakaati ho, par beta agar tees saal ka bhi ho jaye toh tumhein koi jaldi ya chinta nahi hoti. Aho naari tum kitni naadan ho, tum khud se hi khud ko nahi samajh paati ho, tum apni shakti ko pehchanne ke bajaye doosron ki baaton mein aa jaati ho. Kyon samaj ke niyamo ke sath auron ko bhi baandh jaati ho? Apne sath-sath tum doosre masoom dilon ko bhi is pinjre mein kyon qaid kar deti ho? Aho naari tum sukumaari ho, tum poore samaj par aur parivar ko bhaari ho, tum itni komal hokar bhi sab par apna prabhav rakhti ho. Aho naari tum kyon bandhanon mein baandhne waali naari ho, tum azaad hokar bhi sabko riwaajon mein kyon jakadti ho.
Kaho naari tumhein koi paakhandi baba ke niyamo ki bhi tum pujaari hai, tum bade-bade gyan ko chhodkar in dhongi logon ke kade aur galat niyamo ki ghulam ban jaati ho. Aho naari tum saato devi ki avtar, tumhare andar Durga, Lakshmi aur Saraswati ka vaas hai. Aur tum saato devi par bhi bhaari ho, tumhari zidd aur tumhara gussa in pavitra shaktiyon se bhi aage nikal jaata hai. Aho naari tum sachmuch mein bahut hi nyaari ho, agar tum chaho toh is duniya ki har burai ko khatam kar sakti ho. Aho naari tum bhi jag soona soona sansaar hai, tumhare bina yeh poora jahaan bilkul viraan aur bejaan hai. Aho naari tum rani bhi ho aur naukrani bhi ho, tum ghr ki malkin bhi ho aur din raat sabki seva bhi karti ho. Aho naari tum chingaari ho aur tum anaadi bhi ho, tum aag ka roop bhi ho aur kabhi-kabhi bohot bholi bhi ban jaati ho. Aho naari tum kaam sudhaarti bhi ho aur tum kaam bigadti bhi ho, tum ghr ko bana bhi sakti ho aur ek pal mein bikhair bhi sakti ho. Kaho naari tum kitni bholi aur tum kitni pyaari ho, tumhare is swabhav ko samajhna poore jag ke liye ek paheli hai.
Aho naari tum sukumaari ho, aho naari tum saari milti hui naari ho, tum har rishte mein bilkul ghul-mil jaati ho. Tumhare hi kaaran Mahabharat bhi hui, tumhare hi aadar aur swabhiman ki raksha ke liye itna bada yudh ladha gaya. Aho naari tum Mahabharat par bhi bhaari ho, tumhare ek faisle ne poore itihaas ko badal kar rakh diya. Cheer haran hua Draupadi ka toh tum bhi wahan toh viraaji thi, jab ek sabha mein aurat ka apmaan ho raha tha, tab tumhari shakti kyon shant thi? Toh kyon nahi roka tumne? Tumne apni aawaz buland kyon nahi ki? Tumne toh khud hi ek naari ki izzat utaari ho, doosri aurton ne bhi shant rehkar us apmaan ka sath diya. Aho naari tum toh tum Mahabharat par bhi bhaari ho, tumhara woh maun sabse bada gunehgar bana.
Pramaanit hai Ved Puran, tumse toh dare bhagwan, shastron mein likha hai ki tumhari shakti ke aage bhagwan bhi jhukte hain. Tum toh bhagwan par bhi bhaari ho, tumhari mamta aur krodh ke aage devta bhi shant ho jaate hain. Agar tum naari ke prati prem dikhaati, agar ek aurat ne doosri aurat ke pavitratva ko samjha hota, toh Sita mata ki kabhi agni pariksha na hoti, unhe us aag ki bhatti mein kabhi nahi baithna padhta. Aho naari tum toh maa janani ko bhi na manayi ho, tumne us jagat mata ke aansuon ki bhi kadr nahi ki. Aho naari tum hi toh thi jisne Ram ko vanvas, tumhari hi zidd aur vachan ne (Kaikeyi bankar) Raghunath ko mahal se nikal diya. 14 saal ke liye vanvas kaatne par majboor kar diya, unhe patthon aur kaanton par chalne ke liye bhej diya. Sang Sita jo rajpath se haari thi, aur unke sath woh pavitra rani bhi mahal ka har sukh chhod kar chali gayi.
Aho naari tum bhi ek naari thi aur woh bhi ek naari thi, dono ka astitva ek hi tha, phir bhi itna bada bhed kyon? Raj paath ke khaatir tumne kyon maa janani ki bhi izzat utaari thi? Sirf kursi aur lalach ke liye tumne ek maata ka sukoon kyon chheen liya tha? Tumhi toh thi aho naari tumhi toh thi, jise poore jag ko savaari nahi toh raat mein mila di thi. Tumhare hi haath mein is duniya ko banana ya mitti mein milana likha tha. Aho naari tumne toh Luv-Kush akele paale, tumne hi un bachhon ko bina pita ke jungle mein har mushkil se ladna sikhaya. Saas bante hi bahu ko sataana, jaise hi tumhara rutba badha, tumne doosri aurat par hukum chalana shuru kar diya. Beti ko ot-pataang niyam sikhaana, beti ko duniya bhar ke faltu darr aur niyam batati ho, aur beton ko faaltu niyamo se chhoot dena, aur ladko ko har ek galat kaam karne ki azaadi de deti ho. Apne apmaano ka badla beti se lena, jo dukh tumne jhela, wahi tum apni hi beti ya bahu par thop deti ho. Aho naari jaago aur samaj ki is agni ki bhatti se baahar niklo, is nafrat aur bhedbhav ki aag ko ab khatam karo.
Bas tumhara sath hona mere jeevan mein zaroori hona chahiye, mujhe is duniya se koi lena-dena nahi hai. Arre jab toh har pyaar karne waale vyakti ka dushman hota hai, yeh zamana hamesha sacha prem karne waalon ke khilaf khada hota hai. Aur humne kar hi liya hai toh dushman bankar hi kya kar lege mujhe kisi se koi matlab nahi, jab humne ek doosre ka hath thham hi liya hai, toh yeh duniya hamara kuch nahi bigadh sakti. Mujhe sirf tumse matlab hai kya tum mera sath de paogi, kya tum har tufaan mein mere sath khadi rahogi? Mera safar aasan nahi hai, tujhe maloom hai, is raaste mein bohot si mushkilein aur rukavatein aayengi. Yeh kya tum mere safar mein sath de paogi? Kya tum aakhiri saans tak mera sath nibhaogi?
Zindagi is mod par aakhiri hui hai na main marta hoon na main jeeta hoon, tumhare bina meri halat bilkul aisi ho gayi hai. Mujhe tumhi bata paogi ki mujhe karna kya hai kya tum mujhe bataogi? Is uljhan se mujhe sirf tumhara prem hi nikal sakta hai. Ki mujhe karna kya hai mujhe kisi ka hath mere hath mein nahi chahiye sirf tumhara hath mere hath mein, mujhe is poore jag mein kisi aur ka sahara nahi chahiye. Mere hath mein hona chahiye jab meri anguthi tumhari anamika mein sama jayegi, jab hamare prem ki woh nishani tumhari उंगली mein sajegi, toh tum meri rani ban jaongi par wo chamchamati hui anguthi nazar aani chahiye. Woh chamchamati hui ring hamare rishte ka sabse bada saboot banegi. Mujhe sirf tumhara sath chahiye kya tum mera sath de paogi, mujhe batao kya tum mera sath de paogi? Mujhe apne dil ka sacha faisla sunao.
Zindagi ke safar mein tera sath chahiye, is poore jeevan ke raste par sirf tumhara sahara chahiye. Mujhe kisi se koi vaasta nahi sirf tera sath hona chahiye, mujhe is duniya ke logon se koi matlab nahi hai. Mere mard mein tu hi mukhda hai, use mukhda ki mujhko kadr hai, mere is jeevan mein sirf tumhara hi chehra sabse khubsoorat aur sacha hai, aur tumhari izzat mere liye sabse upar hai. Aur tu mere jeevan ko aage badhaegi, tumhara prem hi mujhe har bulandee tak le jayega. Mujhe tujh par pura vishwas hai kya tum mere jeevan ko aage badhana chahonge, bolo kya tum mere jeevan ko aage badhana chahongi? Kya tum har kadam par meri prerna banogi? maharani bn kr jiyo.
