Sunday, March 29, 2009

I'm her complaining about not wanting him to leave. If he could only just sit by my side. I stop translating at this point. I really don't think any words in the English language can bring out the anguish in "Jaan jaati hai jab uth ke jaate ho tum"

I die a thousand deaths is equally beautiful, my mother argues.

I don't think so.

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