Every really able man, in whatever direction he works - a man of large affairs, an inventor, a statesman, an orator, a poet, a painter - if you talk sincerely with him, considers his work, however much admired, as far short of what it should be. What is this Better, this flying Ideal, but the perpetual promise of his Creator?
Khatarnaak Dosti:Main ghar der se
pahuncha to
Dad ne pucha
"Kahan tha tu?
"Maine kaha: "Friend k yahan tha.
"Dad ne mere hi saamne mere 10
doston ko call
kiya.
4 ne kaha: "Haan Uncle, Yahin par
tha.
"2 ne kaha: "Abhi Yaha se just nikla
hai.
"3 ne kaha: "Yahin hai Uncle, Padh
raha hai, Phone
du kya?
"1 ne to hadd hi kar di, kaha: "Haan
Papa bolo kya
baat he.
Dil se roye magar honthon se muskara baithe
yuhi hum kisi se wafa nibha baithe
wo hume zindagi ka ek lamha bhi na de sake
Aur hum un par apni saari zindagi luta baithe.
You Are The Reason For My Sleepless Nights. U R The Reason Why I Tend To Hold My
Pillow Tight. It’s U That I’m Thinking Of When I Lay Down At Night. And You Are
The Reason I Can’t Sleep Without Saying Good Night.
Jorge Luis Borges had the soapbox and the authority to complain about this myopic understanding of the duty of Latin American writers, which sometimes forecloses their unique modernism and experience of modernization in favor of a mythic past or an artificially constructed ideal national subject. So likewise in João Gilberto Noll, readers shouldn't expect samba and Carnival and football. The Brazilian national identity is not one of his primary concerns.
In architecture the pride of man, his triumph over gravitation, his will to power, assume a visible form. Architecture is a sort of oratory of power by means of forms.
Never put off until tomorrow what you can avoid altogether. A clean desk is a sign of a cluttered desk drawer. All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence, and then success is sure.
Dost ki Kami Mehsoos Hoti hai
Ek haseen suhane pal ki kami mehsoos hoti hai
jab tu sath ho har khushi mehsoos hoti hai
meri thami hui saans bi Puri hoti hai
True love is boundless like the ocean and, swelling within one, spreads itself out and, crossing all boundaries and frontiers, envelops the whole world.