It is common for such things to happen in life for someone, but this beauty and love is all a deceit, yet still.

This profound couplet captures the eternal conflict of the lover's heart. The poet, Firaq Gorakhpuri, muses on the randomness of fate, wondering what misfortune has struck someone throughout their life. But the true struggle lies in accepting the deceitfulness of beauty and love itself. Even knowing that 'husn' (beauty) and 'ishq' (love) are ultimately illusions, the pull towards them remains irresistible. It speaks to that tragic human condition where we embrace the lie because the truth is too painful.