Kisi ko mil jaye wafa naseebon ki baat hai
Koi rota rahe tanha naseebon ki baat hai
kisi ko chahna khud se badh kar
Na ban sake woh apna naseebon ki baat hai
Now, at times this issue has tended to degenerate into an 'either-or' type of debate. Either we protect our people from terror or we protect our most cherished principles. But that is a false choice. It asks too little of us and assumes too little about America.
I have found by experience that man makes his plans to be upset by God, but, at the same time, where the ultimate goal is the search of truth, on matter how a man's plans are frustrated the issue is never injurious and often better than anticipated.
How often we must remember the art of the surgeon, which, in replacing the broken bone, contents itself with releasing the parts from false position; they fly into place by the action of the muscles. On this art of nature all our arts rely.
The idea that God is an oversized white male with a flowing beard, who sits in the sky and tallies the fall of every sparrow is ludicrous. But if by 'God,' one means the set of physical laws that govern the universe, then clearly there is such a God. This God is emotionally unsatisfying... it does not make much sense to pray to the law of gravity.
old hai per mast hi
School bus mein driver k peeche
betha pappu khud se batain kar
raha tha...!!!
agar meri maa haathni aur baap
hathi hota
to main ek chota hathi
hota ..hahaha..
agar maa chirya aur baap chira hota
to
main 1 chira hota...hahaha....
agar maa sherni aur baap sher hota
to
main chota sher hota...Hahaha...
Driver ko ghussa aa gaya:
aur bola agar teri maa kamini aur
baap kanjar hota to tu kia hota....?
PAPPU: phir main bus driver
hota...
thoko Like pappu k liye
Humare Dil Ki Gehrai Ko Koi
Samajh Paaya Hi Nahi, Kitne
Tanha Hai Hum Koi Jaan Paaya
Hi Nahi, Kisi Ko Humari Kami
Mehsoos Ho, Shayad Khuda Ne
Humein Aisa Banaaya Hi Nahi..