The one who was destined to be completely ruined has stepped out into the lane of love.

This couplet captures that fatalistic yet tender surrender that so often defines passionate love. The poet speaks of love's alleyway as a place where entering guarantees the total unraveling of one's peaceful, ordinary life ('khaana-kharaabi'). There is a poignant sense of inevitability here—as if this heart was always meant for beautiful ruin, and love was simply the destiny waiting to claim it.