"I was wrong," she said, her voice trembling. "I thought love was only fireworks. But maybe it's also the person who stays after the fireworks die. Maybe it's you."
"I loved you in every language I know," he said. "But I need to love myself now. Mushkil doesn't mean impossible. It just means... difficult. And I've done difficult. Now I want peace." indian movie ae dil hai mushkil
He left London the next morning. No note. No goodbye. "I was wrong," she said, her voice trembling
Karan became her shadow. He watched her date a photographer named Ali, a man who made her laugh without trying. He held her hair back when she got drunk and cried about her absentee father. He wrote a ghazal for her— "Tum hi ho, tum hi ho, bas tum hi ho" —and then deleted it because he knew she would never want to hear it. Maybe it's you
