The boy reached through to the Soul of the World, and saw that it was part of the Soul of God. And he saw that the Soul of God was his own soul. And that he, a boy, could perform miracles.
Kaha koi aisa mila jispe dil luta dete,
har ek ne dhoka diya kis-kisko bhula dete,
apne dil ka dard dil hi mein dabaye rakhe hain,
karte bayan to mehfil ko rula dete......hrtls...adnan
संता ने एयरलाइन के ऑफिस में फ़ोन किया.. रिसेप्शनिस्ट ने फ़ोन उठाया। .. संता: चंडीगढ़ से मुंबई तक कितनी देर का सफर है? .. रिसेप्शनिस्ट: एक मिनट सर। .. संता ने फ़ोन काट दिया और बड़बड़ाया.. “पी कर बैठी है, कमीनी।” :stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes::stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes::stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes::stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes::stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes:
In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those people who decide to die? No one can judge. Each person knows the extent of their own suffering or the total absence of meaning in their lives.
The way to be patriotic in America is not only to love America, but to love the duty that lies nearest to our hand, and to know that in performing it we are serving our country.
When Daylight Turns To A Darkened Hue, The Lovely Stars Hinting At You. Your Heartbeat Tells You Something True, That Someone Is Terribly Missing You. Good Night!