Bhagwan Har Ek Ke Ghar Jake Use Pyar Nahi De Sakta Isliye Usne "MAA" Banayi,
Usi Tarah Har Ek Ke Ghar Jake Bhagwan Saza Nahi De Sakte, Isliye "PATNI" Banayi.
Tobacco, coffee, alcohol, hashish, prussic acid, strychnine, are weak dilutions; the surest poison is time. This cup which nature puts to our lips, has a wonderful virtue, surpassing that of any other draught. It opens the senses, adds power, fills us with exalted dreams, which we call hope, love, ambition, science; especially it creates a craving for larger draughts of itself.
It's hard to have that debate around secret programs authorized by secret legal opinions issued by a secret court. Actually, it's impossible to have that debate.
A really great people, proud and high spirited, would face all the disasters of war rather than purchase that base prosperity which is bought at the price of national honor.
Khakh Hi To Hai Dil Bacha
Kaha Hai, Jab Itni Fikar Thi
Humari, Kyu Rusawaiya Di Hume.
Hum Bhi The Nadan, Jo Humdardi
Ko Pyar Samjh Baith, Begano
Ki Duniya Me Apna Dil Jalaa
Baithe.
How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes, such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such a fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself as anything less than a god? And, when you consider that this incalculably subtle organism is inseparable from the still more marvelous patterns of its environment - from the minutest electrical designs to the whole company of the galaxies - how is it conceivable that this incarnation of all eternity can be bored with being?
HURRICANE, n. An atmospheric demonstration once very common but now generally abandoned for the tornado and cyclone. The hurricane is still in popular use in the West Indies and is preferred by certain old- fashioned sea-captains.
Kyarek hu aavish hasavva tane tara sapna ma,
kyarek hu aavish radavva tari yaado ma,
tu chahe ke na chahe, jyare pan mukish mehandi
tara haatho ma,
hu hamesha aavish tara haatho na rang ma...ii
Mind is dual, it always divides things into polar opposites: the conqueror and the conquered, the observer and the observed, the object and the subject, the day and the night. It goes on dividing things which are not divided. Neither is the day divided from the night, nor is birth divided from death. They are one energy. But mind goes on dividing everything into polarities, opposites. Nothing is opposite in existence; every contradiction is only apparent. Deep down all contradictions are meeting together.