Accident K Bad Driver Gussey Se.......
Maine Car Ki Headlights On Kar K Btaya Tha K Pehle Mje Nikalne Do.......
Sardar: Maine B To Wiper Chala K Bataya Tha
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Na Soneya Na.....
Is pyari si subah mein,
pyare se mausam mein,
pyari si koyal ki awaaz,
pyari si hawaaon mein,
sabse pyare insaan,
aur sabse pyare dost ko meri taraf say Good Morning ka paigham:)
... our interests and our conscience compel us to act on behalf of those who long for freedom. And we must be a source of hope to the poor, the sick, the marginalized, the victims of prejudice.
My purpose is to create music not for snobs, but for all people, music which is beautiful and healing. To attempt what old Chinese painters called 'spirit resonance' in melody and sound.
Zindagi k safar ko lafzo me piroya hai ,
Apni har ghazal ko dard me piroya hai ,
Aaj wah-wah na kehna mere yaaro ,
Kyunki aaj fir ye dil kisi ki yaad me roya hai.
Bas yu hi umeed dilate hai
zamaney wale,
Laut kar to naheen aate hai
jaane wale....
Mohabbat to lagti hai bheek
ki maanind, Khud hi nibhaate hain
nibhane wale....
Kya zulm ka manzar hai ya
khawb hai ye,
Afsos bhi kahan karte hai
ghar jalane wale....! ..
Hast any philosophy in thee shepherd? .• • • • . . . He that wants money, means and content, is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and a great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred.
Ester asked why people are sad. "That’s simple," says the old man. "They are the prisoners of their personal history. Everyone believes that the main aim in life is to follow a plan. They never ask if that plan is theirs or if it was created by another person. They accumulate experiences, memories, things, other people's ideas, and it is more than they can possibly cope with. And that is why they forget their dreams.
Destiny ... a word which means more than we can find any definitions for. It is a word which can have no meaning in a mechanical universe: if that which is wound up must run down, what destiny is there in that? Destiny is not necessitarianism, and it is not caprice: it is something essentially meaningful. Each man has his destiny, though some men are undoubtedly "men of destiny" in a sense in which most men are not.