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Manzilen mil hi jayengi bhatak ke hi sahi.....
Gumraah to wo hai jo ghar se nikle hi nahi....
All the best for CAT!!!
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kaha chale gaye shayar aajkal ? nilaam kr dia hai is thread ko ya syahi khatm ho gyi
Mat khol apne khwaab is zamaane ke saamne....
Aksar log kapkapa jaate hai haunslon se...
abhi sooraj nhi dooba zara si shaam hone do
main khud he laot jaon ga,mujhe nakam hone do
mujhe badnaam kerne k bahane dhoondte ho kiun
main khud badnaam ho jaon ga,pehle naam hone do
abhi mujh ko nhi karna hai,aiteraf-e-shikast
main sab tasleem kar lun ga,ye charcha aam hone do
meri hasti nhi anmol,phir bhi bik nhi sakta
wafain bech lena per zara neelaam hone do
naye aghaz main he hosla kiun haar baithe ho
jeet jao ge sab kuch zara anjam honay do.
Sleep well my mother.
sleep well my father.
another beautiful dawn is on its way.
sleep well my sister.
sleep well my brother.
there are still stars in the sky.
sleep well MY DAUGHTER.
sleep well MY SON.
may all your dreams be sweet.
sleep well.. MY MOTHERLAND
While i watch over you from far above
I WILL LET NOTHING COME BETWEEN ME AND ALL THAT I LOVE..
You all know what this poem is talking about..
Humne kaha ke bahut pyaar aata hai tum par, wo muskura ke bole .....aur tumhe aata hi kya hai !!
Woh waqt gujar gaya jab mujhe teri arzoo thi..
Ab tu khuda bhi ban jaaye toh main sajda na karoon !!!
उनके खुशाल ज़िन्दगी के फरमान अगर मिल जाते.......
तो हमारी साँसों की किताब में कुछ पन्ने जुड़ जाते.....
कौन कहता है दिल सिर्फ लब्जों से दुखया जाता है....
तेरी खामोशी भी कभी कभी आंखे नम कर देती है....
Humne mohabbaton ke nashe me aakar usse khuda bana daala...
Hosh tab aaya jab usne kaha ki khuda kisi ek ka nahi hota...
Iss rat ke andhere me yaha koi nazar na aaye.....
Sona muje bhi h par sone nahi deta Pagalguy
I am sharing a poem which inspires me.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Copied from other source but worth sharing:
BUT YOU DIDN'T
Remember the day I borrowed your brand
new car and dented it?
I thought you'd kill me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I dragged you to the beach,
and you said it would rain, and it did?
I thought you'd say, "I told you so." But you didn't.
Do you remember the time I flirted with all
the guys to make you jealous, and you were?
I thought you'd leave, but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie
all over your car rug?
I thought you'd hit me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance
was formal and you showed up in jeans?
I thought you'd drop me, but you didn't.
Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do.
But you put up with me, and loved me, and protected me.
There were lots of things I wanted to make up to you
when you returned from Vietnam.
But you didn't.
The origin of the poem: a common American family, mother and daughter lived together. Father was enlisted and went to Vietnam when daughter was 4 years old. Unfortunately he died. The mother didn't remarry and lived to 80. when she died, her daughter found a letter in her mother's things which the poem above "but you didn't"!
doodh maangoge to kheer denge...
kashmir maangoge to cheed denge...!
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