As a man without forethought scarcely deserves the name of a man, so forethought without reflection is but a metaphorical phrase for the instinct of a beast.
Jo Koi Samajh Na Paaye Wo
Baat Hu Mai.. Jo Dhal Ke
Nayi Subah Laye Wo Raat Hu
Mai.. Chale Jaate Hain Log
Is Dilse Rishta Banakar..
Jo Kabi Chhod Ke Na Jaaye
Wo Saath Hu Mai..!
Ladki Sath Ho To Restaurant Ka Bill
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Ladki Door Ho To Mobile Ka Bill
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Ladki Hamesha Ke Liye Hi Door Ho Jaye To
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"Daru Ka Bill"
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Basa Hai Aankho Mein Unka Chehra Is Tarah,
Gulabo Mein Khushbu Basi Ho Jis Tarah,
Ibadat Ki Ho Aur Dua Na Mangi Ho,
Unki Kami Khalti Hai Mujhe Kuch Is Tarah.
The craft with which the world is made runs also into the mind and character of men. No man is quite sane; each has a vein of folly in his composition, a slight determination of blood to the head, to make sure of holding him hard to some one point which Nature has taken to heart.
Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water. Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, none can withstand it, because they have no way to change it. So the flexible overcome the adamant, the yielding overcome the forceful. Everyone knows this, but no one can do it.
Ek Bache ka Dost Samandar mei
doob
k mar gya.
Wo roz samandar kinare jata
khara ho
jata,
Lehrain ati or us ke Paon bhigo
kar
Chali jati
Or Woh Rote Rote Samandar se
Kehte
K
kitnay b paon Chu lo pr me tunhe
kabi maf nahi karun ga
Friendship is LIFE
Na Wo Wafa Ki Devi Hai…
Na Hai Wo Bewafayii Ki Murti….
Kash Khud Ko Itna Bedard Na Banaya Hota …
To Sayad Ushey Rok Pata….
Kaheti Thi Ki Mere Pyaar Ki Umar Ho Itni Sanam ..
Tere Naam Se Suroo Tere Naam Se Khataam…
Per Naam Ka Fashla Na Badha Hota Itna …
To Sayad Ushey Rok Pata…
Khati Thi Baith Mere Pass Tujhey Dekhti
Rahoon…..
Kass Ushkey Rooh Me Utar Jata …
To Sayad Ushey Rok Pata
Bharosa Toh Pyar Me Do Tarfa Hota Hai..
Babul Ki Pagdi Ki Ho Agar Majburi Toh..
Phir Pyar Me Bhi Samjhota Hota Hai..
Mat Karo Pyar Hai Mera Adhura Mera Adhura..
Jo Majburi Me Kar Bethe Samjhota..
Pyar Uska Bhi Kahan Pura Hota Hai..!
Tere Pyar Ne Zindagi Se Pehchaan Karai Hai
Mujhe Wo Toofano Se Phir Lauta Ke Laayi Hai
Bas Itni Hi Dua Karte Hain Khuda Se Hum
Bujhe Na Yeh Shama Kabhi Jo Humne Jalai Hai…
The true forms of government, therefore, are those in which the one, or the few, or the many, govern with a view to the common interest; but governments which rule with a view to the private interest, whether of the one or of the few, or of the many, are perversions. For the members of a state, if they are truly citizens, ought to participate in its advantages.