I Was On A Ship Thinking Of You
When I Looked Down I Dropped
A Tear In The Ocean, Then I
Promised Myself That Untill,
Someone Finds It, I Wont Forget U.
Dard Ki Mehfil Mein Ek Sher
Hum Bhi Arz Kiya Karte Hai..
Na Kisi Se Marham Na Duaon Ki
Ummed Kiya Karte Hai..
kayi Chehre Lekar Log Yaha
Jiya Karte Hain..
Hum In Aasunao Ko Ek Chehre
Ke Liye Piya Karte Hain..
Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn,
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;
Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight,
Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.
The prediction of nuclear winter is drawn not, of course, from any direct experience with the consequences of global nuclear war, but rather from an investigation of the governing physics.
An event is not any more intrinsically intelligible or unintelligible because of the pace at which it moves. For a man who does not believe in a miracle, a slow miracle would be just as incredible as a swift one. The Greek witch may have turned sailors to swine with a stroke of the wand. But to see a naval gentleman of our acquaintance looking a little more like a pig every day, till he ended with four trotters and a curly tail, would not be any more soothing. It might be rather more creepy and uncanny.