The best way to fight evil is to do some good. Let me qualify that—the best way to fight evil at home is to do some good. The best way to fight them abroad is to unleash the military.
We do not yet trust the unknown powers of thought. Whence came all these tools, inventions, book laws, parties, kingdoms? Out of the invisible world, through a few brains. The arts and institutions of men are created out of thought. The powers that make the capitalist are metaphysical, the force of method and force of will makes trade, and builds towns.
Phir kahin door se ik baar sada do mujko,
Meri tanhai ka ehsaas dila domujhko,
Tum to chand ho tumhe meri zaroorat kya hai,
Main diya hoon kisi chaukhat pe jala do mujko.
Ek Pal Ka Ehsaas Bankar Aate Ho
Tum..
Dusre Hi Pal Khusboo Ki Tarah Udh
Jaate Ho Tum..
Jaante Ho Tumhare Bin Hum Nahi
Ji Sakte..
Firbi
Tanha Hume Chhod Jaate Ho
Tum..!
Zindagi Mein Ek Pal Bhi Sukoon Na Paya,
Duniya Ki Is Bhid Mein Khud Ko Tanha Na Paya,
Tere Diye Zhakmo Ko Pyar Samjhate Rahe,
Tere Dhoke Mein Aake Kisi Se Dil Na Lagaya.
सूख जाये ये ‘ яσѕє :rose: ∂αу ‘, भाड़ में जाये ‘ ρяσρσѕє:ring:∂αу‘ , कीड़े पड़े ‘¢нσ¢σℓαтє:chocolate_bar: ∂αу‘ में, टूट जाये ‘ ρяσмιѕє ∂αу‘ , क्या करू इस ‘ нυg :couple_with_heart: ∂αу ‘ का, किस बात का ‘ кιѕѕ :couplekiss: ∂αу ‘, जब Gιяℓfяιєи∂ :bride_with_veil: ही नहीं तो आग लगे इस ναℓєитιиє‘ѕ ∂αу " को।
Sublime tobacco! which from east to west, Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest; Which on the Moslem's ottoman divides His hours, and rivals opium and his brides; Magnificent in Stamboul, but less grand, Though not less loved, in Wapping or the Strand: Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe; Like other charmers wooing the caress, More dazzlingly when daring in full dress; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties Give me a cigar!
There is something so ludicrous in promises of good or threats of evil a great way off as to render the whole subject with which they are connected easily turned into ridicule.
KHWABON MEIN KOI AAKAR YAADEIN HAZAAR DE GAYA
MILKE BICHHAD GAYA KOI PAR YE ILTEZAA DE GAYA
AAJ WO MUJHSE DOOR HAI PAR DIL KE KAREEB HAI
BANKE WO EK AJNABI SAPNON KA PYAAR DE GAYA.
Aapke Aane Se Zndgi Kitni Khubsurat Hai..
Dilme Basaayi Hai Jo Wo Aapki Hi Surat Hai..
Door Jaana Nahi Humse Kabi Bhool Kar Bhi..
Hume Har Kadam Par Aapki Zarurat Hai..!