huaa agar gam jo tumhe to dard kahin aur hoga...hansoge jo tum to khush koi aur hoga...socho to zara us sajan ke bare me...wo anzan shaban ke siwa kaun hoga...shaban 4 u ?
... when he saw her sitting there all alone, so young, and good, and beautiful, and kind to him; and heard her thrilling voice, so natural and sweet, and such a golden link between him and all his life's love and happiness, rising out of the silence; he turned his face away, and hid his tears.
ThinGs 2 TaKe NoTe WheN u SleeP:
1st-MiSS Me
2nd-ThInk oF Me
3rd-HuG Me
4th-LoVE mE.
TrY 2 SlEEp NoW &
ClOSe Ur EyeS.
Get PrePaReD 2 DrEaM oF mE!
Good NighT!
Kaik Alag Tmari Aa Rit Mane Game 6,
Tme Karo 6o A Tarkib Mane Game 6,
Mitro To 6 Ketlay
Pn
Tame Dur Rahi Ne Pn Nibhavo 6o A DOSTI ni Rit Mane Game 6...
Whatever is unnamed, undepicted in images, whatever is omitted from biography, censored in collections of letters, whatever is misnamed as something else, made difficult-to-come-by, whatever is buried in the memory by the collapse of meaning under an inadequate or lying language - this will become, not merely unspoken, but unspeakable.
Chalo Phir Se Woh Naara Yaad Kar Le.
Shahido Ke Dil Main Thi Jo Jwaala Yaad Kar Le.
Jismein Bah Kar Azadi Pahunchi Thi Kinare Pe.
Desh Bhakton Ki Woh Dhara Yaad Kar Le.
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Happy Independence Day.
Sukun milta hai jab unse baathoti hai,
hazar raato mein wo ek raat hoti hai,
nigah utha ke jb wo dekhti hai meri traf,
wo 1nigah meri puri kaynaat hoti hai.
Mohabbat Sikha Ke Wo Judaa Ho Gaye,
Na Socha Na Samjha Khafa Ho
Gaye, Duniya Me Ek Baar Humne Kisi
Ko Apna Kaha Tha, Wo Bhi Logon Ki
Baaton Me Aakar Bewafa Ho Gaye.!
bindass chhotan chandra
The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling that I have always cultivated.
All things are moral. That soul, which within us is a sentiment, outside of us is a law. We feel its inspiration; out there in history we can see its fatal strength.
All censorships exist to prevent anyone from challenging current conceptions and existing institutions. All progress is initiated by challenging current conceptions, and executed by supplanting existing institutions. Consequently, the first condition of progress is the removal of censorship.
If I wanted to order a ring for myself, the inscription I should choose would be: "Nothing passes away." I believe that nothing passes away without leaving a trace, and that every step we take, however small, has significance for our present and our future existence.
Watan hamara aisa koi na chhod paaye,
Rishta hamara aisa koi na tod paaye,
Dil ek hai ek jaan hai hamari,
Hindustan hamara hai hum iski shaan hain.
Happy Republic Day.