There is nothing more harmful to you than improving only your material, animal side of life. There is nothing more beneficial, both for you and for others, than activity directed to the improvement of your soul.
Naddan Hai Voh, Hairan Hai Voh,
Khud Apne Hi Sawalon Se, Pareshaan Hai Voh,
Kya Bataun Unhe, Ki Pyar KyaHota Hai
Abhi Sacchi Mohabbat Se, Anjaan Hai Voh
For too long, many nations, including my own, tolerated, even excused, oppression in the Middle East in the name of stability. Oppression became common, but stability never arrived. We must take a different approach. We must help the reformers of the Middle East as they work for freedom, and strive to build a community of peaceful, democratic nations.
santa: santa doctor k pas blood test k liye gya aur zor se rone laga .
banta: kya hua kyon ro raha hai?
santa: blood tst k liye doc ne ungli kati.
banta: banta bhi bade zooro se rone laga.
santa: santa ne pucha kyon ro raha hai?
banta: mai urin tst k liye aaya hoon.
Baseball has the largest library of law and love and custom and ritual, and therefore, in a nation that fundamentally believes it is a nation under law, well, baseball is America's most privileged version of the level field.
Khuda Hamari Tarah Tumhe Tanhayi Na De
Hum Jee Lenge Tanha, Par Tumhe Judai Na De
Hamari Nigahon Me Basi Rahe Aapki SooraT
Aapko BhaLe Hi Hum Dikhayi Na Den
Sachi Hai Meri Dosti Azmake Dekhlo,
Kar K Yakin Mujhpe Mere Pass Aake Dekh Lo,
Badalta Nahi Kabhi Sona Apna Rang,
Jitni Bar Dil Kare Aag Laga Kar Dekhlo.
I hold that this must be said, for treaties only make sense when concluded by honor-loving peoples and honor-conscious governments. Germany wishes to establish honest relations with the peoples of neighboring countries. We have done this in the East, and I believe that not only Berlin but Warsaw as well will rejoice in the decontamination of the atmosphere brought about through our joint efforts.
The inexpressible depth of music, so easy to understand and yet so inexplicable, is due to the fact that it reproduces all the emotions of our innermost being, but entirely without reality and remote from its pain… Music expresses only the quintessence of life and its events, never these themselves.
Khud Ko aaj teri bahon mein hum sama
lenge,
Apni rooh ko tere jism mein basa lenge..
Nazdikiyan hogi tere mere bich,
Or chum ke tere hotho ko bekarari hum
bada lenge..
Fir karenge mehsoos aaj pyar ko hum,
Tumhe apni jaan bana lenge..