If we're capable of conjuring up terrifying monsters in childhood, why shouldn't some of us, at least on occasion, be able to fantasize something similar, something truly horrifying, a shared delusion, as adults?
A bed of clouds for U to sleep,
Diamond stars as ur bedside lamp,
Angels from heaven singing lullabies for U,
May u sleep peacefully thru out the night.
Good Night
I've always written. There's a journal which I kept from about 9 years old. The man who gave it to me lived across the street from the store and kept it when my grandmother's papers were destroyed. I'd written some essays. I loved poetry, still do. But I really, really loved it then.
Intiha Ho Gayi Apne Pyaar Ki Gahrayi Ki?
Aadat Si Ho Chuki Hai Ab To Tumse Judai Ki?
Dhoka Dena Phitrat To Nahi Uski?
Koi Wajah To Jarour Hogi Uski Bewafai Ki...?
Come back!" the Caterpillar called after her. "I've something important to say." This sounded promising, certainly. Alice turned and came back again. "Keep your temper," said the Caterpillar.
पाना है जो मुकाम वो अभी बाकीहै.
अभी तो आए है जमीं पर.
आसमान की उडान अभी बाकी है.
अभी तो सुना है लोगो ने सिर्फमेरा नाम.
अभी इस नाम कि पहचान बनानाबाकी है...
Santa & banta sending sms 2 their gfs. Santa:mai tere mobile se apni gf ko sms bheju dekhte hain kya kahti hai? Banta: No, agar usne handwriting pehchan li to...?
I think people are always able to achieve more than they think they can. While that’s cliche, I don’t know if managers think about that enough. You have to set your sights extremely high.
DIL to hai DIL isea khilona na samjho..
PIYAR to hai PIYAR isea baker na samjho..
piyar mea sab jayez hai bass ismea
khudko jada samjhder na samjho ..!!..
Aaj Fir Wo Izhar Karke Inkar Kar Gaye
Fir Khamosh Nazron Se Var Kar Gaye
Jab Poochi Mehfil Main Dil Todne Ki Wajah
Majboori Ka Aasra Dekar Sharmsar Kar Gaye
Pal pal uska saath nibhaate hum,
Ek ishare peh duniya chhor jate hum,
Samundar ke beech mein pohanch kar fareb kiya usne,
Woh kehta to kinare peh hi doob jate hum
Fark Hota Hai Khuda Aur Peer Me....
.
Fark Hota Hai Kismat Aur Takdeer Me...
.
Agar chaho Aur Na Mile To Samj Lena
.
Kuch Aacha Likha Hai...
.
Aapki Takdeer Me...
I had been brought up and trained to have the utmost contempt for people who got drunk - and I would have liked to have the boozing scholars of the Universities wheeled into line and properly chastised for their squalid misuse of what I must ever regard as a gift of the gods.
Chalo Tum Raaz Ho Apna Tumhein Afsha Nahi Karte,,
Suno Jisko Chaha Jaye Usey Chora Nahi Karte,,
Jisey Shaffaf Rakhna Ho Usey Meela Nahi Karte,,
Jo Bus Jata Hai Dharkan Main Usey Bhoola Nahi Karte,,
Kisi Ko Dil Dete Waqt Bohat Socha Nahi Karte,,
Jo Pehle Say Hi Tanha Ho Usey Tanha Nahi Karte,,
Suno Yaadein Satayen Gi Magar Roya Nahi Karte,,
Suno Tum Yaad Aate Ho Aur Hum Soya Nahi Karte
People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.