[The poet] is endowed to speak for those who do not have the gift of language, or to see for those who - for whatever reasons - are less conscious of what they are living through. It is as though the risks of the poet's existence can be put to some use beyond her own survival.
As to the doubt of the soul I discover it to be false: a mood not a conclusion. My conclusion is the Faith. Corporate, organized, a personality, teaching. A thing, not a theory. It.
I hold it to be our duty to see that the wage-worker, the small producer, the ordinary consumer, shall get their fair share of business prosperity. But it either is or ought to be evident to everyone that business has to prosper before anybody can get any benefit from it.
Request hai tumse refuse mat karna,
Friendship ke ye dosti ko fuse mat karna,
Hum dost hai tumahre con-fuse mat karna,
Meri jagah kisi aur ko use mat karna.
Tere intezar me palke bichhaye baithe hai.
wo ayege isiliye ummid jagaye baithe hai.
na todna kabhi milne ka wada
ki hum ab to apni jaan ki bazi lagaye baithe hai…
To me, then, true criticism consists in trying to find out the intrinsic worth of the thing itself, and not in attributing a quality to that thing. You attribute a quality to an environment, to an experience, only when you want to derive something from it, when you want to gain or to have power or happiness. Now this destroys true criticism. Your desire is perverted through attributing values, and therefore you cannot see clearly. Instead of trying to see the flower in its original and entire beauty, you look at it through coloured glasses, and therefore you can never see it as it is.
Tere seene se lagkar, teri aarzoo ban jau,
Teri sanso se milkar, teri khushbu bn jau,
Faasle na rahe koi hum dono ke darmiya,
Main, main na rahu, bas tu hi tu ban jau,
Suni raato ki tanhaiyaan jab satayegi tujhe,
Teri un khamoshiyo ki main guftgu bn jau,
Jaise dilbar ki ho tujh ko tamanna jaana,
Rab kare, main waisi hu-ba-hu ban jaun,
Gustakhi dil ki mere bs itni si hai khawaish,
Teri dhadkano ki main hi justuju ban jaun.
Aaj Fir Unse Sapno Me Mulaqaat
Ho Gayi, Badi Der Se Ankhe
Sukhi Thi Aaj Fir Barsaat Ho
Gayi, Kaise Mita Du Uski Yaado
Ko Is Dilse, Puri Zndgi Se
Lambi Aaj Ki Raat Ho Gayi..!
To put the world in order, we must first put the nation in order; to put the nation in order, we must first put the family in order; to put the family in order; we must first cultivate our personal life; we must first set our hearts right.
chahane se koi baat nhi hoti.
thode se andere se rat nhi hoti.
jinhe chahte he jaan se bi jayada.
unse aaj kal mulakat hi nahi hoti..
Pr....
j.c. Lodha
ASNAWAR