Pappu door kis shehar me
apnefriend
ke shaadi me gaya.
Par raaste me kisi wajah se basnikal
gayi,
Aur wo v chalte chalte ek gaanvme
pahunch gaya.
To Pappu sochta hai kisi ke gharhi
raat
kaat lete hai,
Ye sochkaqt wo ek ghar ka darwaza
khattkhtata hai,
Pappu-"Ji aapke ghar me raat
gujarni
hai kal chala jaunga!"
Aadmi-"Ye bahu betiyon ka ghar hai,
hum nahi rakh sakte."
Pappu doosre darwaze par aise hi
puchta hai,
wahan v ek lady aise hi bolti hai,
"Ye bahu betiyon ka ghar
hai,humnahi
rakh sakte."
Kai jagah yahi sunne ko milta hai,
To last me kuch soch kar ek aur
darwaza khattkhtata hai aur puchta
hai,
Pappu-"Kya ye bahu betiyon kaghar
hai??"
Aadmi-Haan kya karna hai bol.
Pappu-Ji ek raat gujarni thi.
He who trusts has never yet lost in the world. A suspicious man is lost to himself and the eworld.... Suspicion is of the brood of violence. Non-violence cannot but trust.
The prayers and supplications that Christ offered up were, joined with strong cries and tears, herein setting us example not only to pray, but to be fervent and importunate in prayer. How many dry prayers, how few wet ones, do we offer up to God!
Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices, That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me; that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.