As long as the vision of heaven is always changing, the vision of earth will be exactly the same. No ideal will remain long enough to be realized, or even partly realized. The modern young man will never change his environment; for he will always change his mind.
Teri lehrati julfe na jane kya kehti hai
teri jhuki nazro ko dekhkar log kya kehte hai
humne suni hai aapki taarif apne kaano se
log to aapko Taj Mahal kehte hai
To our human minds, computers behave less like rocks and trees than they do like humans, so we unconsciously treat them like people.... In other words, humans have special instincts that tell them how to behave around other sentient beings, and as soon as any object exhibits sufficient cognitive function, those instincts kick in and we react as though we were interacting with another sentient human being.
My movies just kind of sneak up on you. I don't have to worry too much about what everybody is going to say. Anyway, I really don't pay attention to what the world says about my movies. I just care about what my buddies think.
I think since the systematic emergence of terrorism and the assassination attempts, everything has tightened. My hope is that it loosens back up once I leave.
The moment one starts sharing one`s being without any motive life becomes a sweet fragrance. It is all honey. Then everything remains the same, yet nothing is the same any more. When your heart beats in harmony, in love, in joy, when you are no longer greedy, when there are no desires and no ambitions, and when there are no ego trips any more, one is simply, ordinary, but sweet. That taste is the taste of god.
Arz kiya he. ... .. ..
Gaur Farmaiyega .. .
Jab dekha unhone tirchi nazar se,
Kasam khuda ki madhosh ho gaye hum ,
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Par jab pata chala nazar parmanant tirchi hai ,
To wahi khade- khade behosh ho gaye hum..:o
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Secretary Roti Hui Apne Boss Ke Cabin Mein Aayi,
Aur Boss Se Puchha.
Secretary: “Sir, Aap Mujhe Naukri Se,
Nikaal To Nahi Rahe ?? :(
Boss Hairan Hote Hue: “Nahi To,
Tumhe Kisne Kaha ?? :O
Secretary: “Wo Aapne Cabin Se Sofa Aur Bed,
Hatwa Diya Na Isliye ” :
Meelo Ke Faaslo Me Bhi
Duri Na Rahe, Baat Na
Ho Aisi Koi Majburi Na
Rahe, Meri Tamanna Hai
Hum Aapke Dilme Umar Bhar
Rahen, Dua Karna Meri
Ye Dua Adhuri Na Rahe..!
These four, however, seek the freedom of their will at the very point where they are most securely chained. It is as if the silkworm sought freedom of will in spinning. What is the reason?
For all the years I'd spent talking about pictures, the truth was that I had no idea how to draw or what it felt like to do it. I would mistrust a poetry critic who couldn't produce a rhyming couplet. Could one write about art without knowing how to draw?