Ek Baar Pappu Apne Cousin Ko Milne College Gaya
Vaha Pe Ek Se Bhadkar Ek Sunder Ladkiya Thhi
Achahnak Pappu Ne Ek Ladki Ki Jeans Ki Back Side Pe Jahaz (Plane) Bana Dekha
Kafi Der Tak Vo Us Ladki Ko Dekhta Raha. Ladki Ne Ye Dekha Aur Pappu Ka Majak Udane Ke Liye Boli.
Ladki: “Arey, Kya Pahle Kabhi Jahaaz Nahi Dekha?”
Pappu: “Ji Jahaz To Mene Bahut Dekhe Hai, Par Esa Shandar Airport Pahle Kabhi Nahi Dekha“
The poet, the painter, the sculptor, the musican, the architect, seek each to concentrate this radiance of the world on one point, and each in his several work to satisfy the love of beauty which stimulates him to produce.
I wonder if I've been changed in the night. Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!
A dissolute character is more dissolute in thought than in deed. And the same is true of violence. Our violence in word and deed is but a feeble echo of the surging violence of thought in us.
Shivaratri means auspicious darkness. Devotees must spend the night of Shivaratri by chanting with full sincerity the name of Lord Shiva and seek His divine blessings!
Happy Maha Shivratri!