Tute Hue Phool Khusbu De Jate He,
Bite Hue Pal Yaadein De Jate He,
Har Shakhs Ka Apna-apna Andaz Hota He,
Koi Pyar Me Dosti..
To Koi Dosti Me Pyar De Jata He.
Ek pal aisa hota hai jab hum aapko yaad karte hai.
Wo pal tab hota hai jab hum saans lete hai.
Saans lena hamari majburi hai Qki aapko yaad karna bahut jaruri hai...
koi rasta nahin dua ke siva...
koi sunta nahin khuda ke siva...
maine bhi zindgi ko kareeb se dekha hai doston...
mushkil mein koi sath nahin deta ansun ke siwa..
Meri Zindagi Mujhe Ye Bata,
Mujhe Bhula Ke Tujhe Kya Mila?
Meri Hasraton Ka Jawab De,
Mujhe Rula Ke Tujhe Kya Mila?
Tere 4 Din Ke Pyar Se Mujhe
Umar Bhar Ka Gham Mila.
Main To To0t K Bikhar Gaya
Magar Mujhe Tod K Tujhe Kya Mila?
A brahmin once asked The Blessed One: "Are you a God?" "No, brahmin" said The Blessed One. "Are you a saint?" "No, brahmin" said The Blessed One. "Are you a magician?" "No, brahmin" said The Blessed One. "What are you then?" "I am awake."
Kuchh Aisii Besakuunii Hai Vafaa Kii SarZamiiNoN
MeN
Ke Jo Ahal-E-Mohabbat Ko Sadaa Bechain
Rakhatii Hai
Ke Jaise Phuul MeN Khsuhbuu Ke Jaise Haath
MeN Taaraa
Ke Jaise Shaam Kaa Taaraa
Mohabbat Karane VaaloN Kii Sahar RaatoN MeN
Rahatii Hai
Gumanaam Ke ShaakhchoN MeN AashiyaaN
Banataa Hai Ulfat Kaa
Ye Ain Visaal MeN Bhii Hijr Ke KhadshoN MeN
Rahatii Hai
According to the law of nature, wherever there is an awakening of a new and stronger life, there it tries to conquer and take the place of the old and the decaying. Nature favours the dying out of the unfit and the survival of the fittest. The final result of such conflict between the priestly and the other classes has been mentioned already.
Hm bhoole hain
Shayd aap v hain bhooli
Kya baat chupa rkhi hai hmne
Jo aapse n boli.
Soche hain ek dosti ka esa mishaal bnayenge
Hr gujrne wale raahgir ko apni rahon pe fool sjaayenge.