All art is concerned with coming into being; for it is concerned neither with things that are, or come into being by necessity, nor with things that do so in accordance with nature.
The death-knell of the republic had rung as soon as the active power became lodged in the hands of those who sought, not to do justice to all citizens, rich and poor alike, but to stand for one special class and for its interests as opposed to the interests of others.
Dosti is somthing that can not hate.
Dosti is passion we can never rate.
Dosti can happen anytime early or late.
Dosti is only medicine without expiry date. . .
Yaadon Ka Yeh Karwan Hamesha Rahega.,
Dur Hote Hue Bhi Pyaar Wohi Rahega.
Maaf Karna Mil Nahi Pate Aapse,
Magar Yakeen Rakhna In Aankhon Me Intezaar Wohi Rahega.
Puchate ho to suno kaise basar hoti hai
raat khairat ke sadqe ke sahar hoti hai
sans bharne ko to jina nahi kahate ya rab
dil hi dukhata hai na ab aasteen tar hoti hai
jaise jagi hui aankhon mein chubhen kanch ke
khwab
raat is tarah divanon ke basar hoti hai
gham hi dushman hai mera gham hi ko dil
dhundhata hai
ek lamhe ke judai bhi agar hoti hai
ek markaz ke talash ek bhatakati khushbu
kabhi manzil kabhi tamhid-e-safar hoti hai
Batain Kar K Rula Na Dena,
Chup Reh K Saza Na Dena,
Na De Sako Khushi To Gham
Hi Sahi Jaan, Bas Ek Wada
Karo K Zindagi Me, Hamain
Kabhi Bhula Na Dena..
Do you love me? Means at last do you see the same truth I see? If you do, we are happy together; but when presently one of us passes into the perception of a new truth, we are divorced and the force of all nature cannot hold us to each other.
Always regard every man as an end in himself, and never use him merely as a means to your ends [i.e., respect that each person has a life and purpose that is their own; do not treat people as objects to be exploited].
Mere Gud Morning Ke Saath.
Subah ka har pal Pyaari Zindagi de apko,
Din ka har Pal Khushiya de aapko,
Jahan gam ki hawa choo bhi na sake aapko,
Khuda wo jannat si zami de aapko.
Dard hai dil mein par iska ehsas nahi hota
rota hai dil jab vo pass nahi hota
barbaad ho gaye hum unki mohabbat mein
aur vo kehte hai is tarah pyaar nahi hota.