The worthy administrators of justice are like a cat set to take care of a cheese, lest it should be gnawed by the mice. One bite of the cat does more damage to the cheese than twenty mice can do.
But perhaps when you were too obedient, and did not do openly what others did, and were quiet in church and hard-working at school, then some unknown rebellion brewed in you, doing harm to you, though how I do not understand.
Udaas Hai Dil Or
Ankho Me Nami Hai
Jaise Rutha Hai
Aasman
Our Khamosh Ye Zami
Hai,
Yaad Na Karne Ki
Koi To Wajah Batao
Naaraaz Ho Hamse
Ya Wakt Ki Kami Hai.
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The roses, the lovely notes, the dining and dancing are all welcome and splendid. But when the Godiva is gone, the gift of real love is having someone who'll go the distance with you. Someone who, when the wedding day limo breaks down, is willing to share a seat on the bus.
duwa hay k teri dunya main kabhi gam na ho... duwa hay k teri muskan kabhi kam na ho....
agar kabhi teri palkon main aansoo aaey.....
duwa hay k uski waja kabhi hum na hoon...
How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes, such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such a fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself as anything less than a god? And, when you consider that this incalculably subtle organism is inseparable from the still more marvelous patterns of its environment - from the minutest electrical designs to the whole company of the galaxies - how is it conceivable that this incarnation of all eternity can be bored with being?