Dil Haqikat Ko Kuchh Is Kadr Chhupata Hai,
Ki Wo Pathar Hai Magar Bahut Yaad Aata Hai,
Ek Main Hun Jo Aankhon Me Ask Jawan Liye
Hoon,
Aur Ek Wo Hai Jo Aaj Bhi Surma Lagata Hai,
Dard Mere Seene Me Hai Mujhe Iska Gila Nahin,
Gila To Ye Hai Ki Ruk Ruk Ke Aata Hai,
Rab Ki Rehmat Ko Bhala Koun Jaan Paya Hai,
Jo Kisi Ko Seesa To Kisi Ko Pathar Banata Hai,
Dil Haqikat Ko Kuchh Is Kadar Chhupata Hai,
Ki Wo Pathar Hai Magar Bahut Yaad Aata Hai..
I have every sympathy for writers. It's a mystery to me what they do. I can edit. I can cross out and say, 'I'm not saying that' or, 'How about we move this to here? Wouldn't that make that bit of the story better?' But where any of it comes from is beyond me. I will never write a play or a novel.
Howbeit, though no scholar, I am not one of those who misuse the English speech, and, being foolishly led by the hasty custom of scriveners and printers to write the letters "T" and "H" joined together, which resembleth a "Y," do incontinently jump to the conclusion the THE is pronounced "Ye,"--the like of which I never heard in all England.
As the farmer casts into the ground the finest ears of his grain, the time will come when we too shall hold nothing back, but shall eagerly convert more than we now possess into means and powers, when we shall be willing to sow the sun and the moon for seeds.
Padie Chhe Saad Too Maane
Roz Khwaab Maa, Taaro Awaaz
Sambhaalu Chho Hu Kitaab Maa
Taari Mehandi Noo Rang Mari
Ghajal Ne Sazaawashe Ekad Pattra
Tooy Lakhe Jo Jawaab Maa.
Some things r left undone,
some words r left unsaid,
some feelings are left unexpressed,
but some ones as nice as you
could never be left unwished,
.
happy birth day to u!
From the high spiritual flights of the Vedanta philosophy, of which the latest discoveries of science seem like echoes, to the low ideas of idolatry with its multifarious mythology, the agnosticism of the Buddhists and the atheism of the Jains, each and all have a place in the Hinduism religion.