Mark Twain said: India is, the cradle of the human race, the birthplace of human speech, the mother of history, the grandmother of legend, and the great grand mother of tradition. Our most valuable and most instructive materials in the historyof man are treasured up in India only.
Khuda ne poocha mujse.
tu dosto me itna kyo khoya hai?
To dil se awaz ayi
k aye khuda,
Doston ne hi to di he khushiya
Warna pyar kar k to dil sirf roya He.
Zindagi me hamesha hasthe raho
Hasna zindagi ki zarurath hai
Zindagi jiyo tho is tharah se jiyo ki
Tumhe dekh kar sab ko lage ki
Zindagi kithni khubsurat hai..
Life is a puzzle in the colorsyou choose,
It is a lottery;
sometimes you’ll win, sometimes you’ll lose.
A tear will fall, many times your heart will break,
But you should never give up trying,
Because life is yours to take.
A Heart Touching Poem By An
Solider..
If I Die In A War Zone,
Box Me Up N Send Me Home,
Put My Gun On My Chest,
N Tell My Mom I Did My Best,
N Tell My Dad Not To Bow,
He Will Never Get Tension
From Me Now,
Tell My Bro Study Perfectly,
Keys Of My Bike Will Be His
Permanently,
Tell My Sis Dont Be Upset,
Her Bro Will Not Rise After
This Sunset,
Dont Tell My Friends They Are
Hearties,
N Start 2 Ask For Parties,
Tell My Love Not To Cry...
"Coz Im A Solider.. ..
Born 2 Die.
*इंसान अपना वो चेहरा तो* *खूब सजाता है जिस पर* *लोगों की नज़र होती है.* *मगर आत्मा को सजाने की* *कोशिश कोई नही करता* जिस पर परमात्मा की नजर होती हैं।.* *।। हरि ॐ ।।*