There are certain artists and filmmakers who, I get the impression, are trying to show off how bad their characters can be, how immoral their characters can be.
Outside, you don't hear a single bird, and a deathly, oppressive silence hangs over the house and clings to me as if it were going to drag me into the deepest regions of the underworld.... I wander from room to room, climb up and down the stairs and feel like a songbird whose wings have been ripped off and who keeps hurling itself against the bars of its dark cage.
Mere dil ko todakar tum jaaoge jahan,
Meri baate yaad tumako aayegi wahan,
Main to apna samajhkar tumhe maaf kar dunga,
Magar maaf na karega tumako ye jahaan,.
Tujhe Chaand Chahiye To Chand Doonga
Jaan Chahiye To Jaan Bhi Doonga
Pyar Chahiye To Pyar Doonga Main
Dil Ka Qaraar Tujhko Main Hi Doonga
Tere Paas Pass Main Rahoonga
Pyar Chahiye To Pyar Doonga Main
Teri Dharkano Mein Rahoon Mein
Teri Thandhi Thandhi Aahoon Mein
Teri Bahaki Bahaki Sansoon Mein Ma Rahoonga
The liar at any rate recognizes that recreation, not instruction, is the aim of conversation, and is a far more civilized being than the blockhead who loudly expresses his disbelief in a story which is told simply for the amusement of the company.
There are men who practice Titiksha, and succeed in it. There are men who sleep on the banks of the Ganga in the midsummer sun of India, and in winter float in the waters of the Ganga for a whole day; they do not care. Men sit in the snow of the Himalayas, and do not care to wear any garment. What is heat? What is cold? Let things come and go, what is that to me, I am not the body.
Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
Khulta Nahi Hai Haal Kisi Par Kahe Bagair, Par Dil Ki Jaan Lete Hain Dilbar Kahe Bagair. खुलता नहीं है हाल किसी पर कहे बग़ैर, पर दिल की जान लेते हैं दिलबर कहे बग़ैर।
It's a very cheery thing to come into London by any of these lines which run high and allow you to look down upon the houses like this." I thought he was joking, for the view was sordid enough, but he soon explained himself. "Look at those big, isolated clumps of buildings rising up above the slates, like brick islands in a lead-coloured sea." "The board-schools." "Light-houses, my boy! Beacons of the future! Capsules with hundreds of bright little seeds in each, out of which will spring the wiser, better England of the future.