If, while hurrying ostensibly to the temple of truth, we hand the reins over to our personal interests which look aside at very different guiding stars, for instance at the tastes and foibles of our contemporaries, at the established religion, but in particular at the hints and suggestions of those at the head of affairs, then how shall we ever reach the high, precipitous, bare rock whereon stands the temple of truth?
Ae Khuda Aaj Ye Faisla Karde
Use Mera Ya Mujhe Uska Karde
Bahut Dukh Sahe He Maine
Koi Khushi Ab Toh Muqadar Karde
Bahut Mushkil Lagta Hai Usse Duur Rehna
Judai Ke Safar Ko Kam Karde
Jitna Door Chale Gaye Woh Mujhse
Use Utna Kareeb Karde
Nahi Likha Agar Nasib
Tera Pyar Pane Ke Liye Kya Kya Na Bana Mai
Kabhi Tujhse Hara Kabhi Har Batt Per Jita Mai
Mai Har Ker Bhi Hara Jeet Ker Bhi Hara
Tere Pyar Ka Hu Mai Mara
Mila Mai Tujh Se Bar Bar ,
Magar Mil Na Saka Khud Se Dobara,.
The idea of a world commonweal has to be established as the criterion of political institutions, and also as the criterion of general conduct in hundreds of millions of brains. It has to dominate education everywhere in the world. When that end is achieved, then the world state will be achieved.
I call not that virginity a virtue, which resideth onely in the bodies integrity; much less if it be with a purpose of perpetually keeping it: for then it is a most inhumane vice. - But I call that Virginity a virtue which is willing and desirous to yield it self upon honest and lawfull terms, when just reason requireth; and until then, is kept with a modest chastity of body and mind.
No society can surely be flourishing and happy, of which the far greater part of the members are poor and miserable. It is but equity, besides, that they who feed, clothe and lodge the whole body of the people, should have such a share of the produce of their own labour as to be themselves tolerably well fed, clothed and lodged.
jada-e-fan mein bade sakht muqam aate hain
mar ke rah jata hai fanakar amar hone tak
kitne galib the jo paida huye aur mar bhi gaye
qadradann ko takhallus ki khabar hone tak
kitne iqabal rah-e-fikr mein uthe lekin
rasta bhool gaye khatm-e-safar hone tak
kitne shabbir hasan khan na bane josh kabhi
mar gaye kitne sikander bhi jigar hone tak
faiz rang bhi ashar mein aa sakata tha
ungaliyan sath to den khoon mein tar hone tak
chand zarron hi ko milati hai ziya-e-khurshid
chand tare hi chamakate hain sahar hone tak
dil-e-shayar pe kuch aisi hi guzarati hai ‘figar’
jo kisi qatre pe guzri hai guhar hone tak
Yet, I had nothing else to tell; unless, indeed, I were to confess (which might be of less moment still), that no one can ever believe this Narrative, in the reading, more than I believed it in the writing.
Badi Mannato Se Paya Thaa Usey Apna Bnaya Thaa,
Mukkadar Ne Palak Jhpakte Hi Chhin Liya Mujhse,
Na Jane Kounsi Galatfahmi Ka Parda Pada Us Pe,
Mujhme Khuda Dhundhne Wali Aaj Meri Shkl Se Bhi Nafrat Karti Hai..!! Sagarr Se7en575