Tuta hua phool khusbu de jata hai,
Bita hua pal yaaden de jata hai,
Har shakhs ka apna andaz hota hai,
Koi zindgi me Pyar,
To, Koi Pyar Me zindgi de jata hai…
शायरी प्यार
दिल जित ले वो नजर हम भी रखते है,
भीड़ में नजर आये वो असर हम भी रखते है,
यु तो वादा किया है किसीसे मुस्कुराने का वरना आँखों में समंदर हम भी रखते है|
Try to relax, and you will find out that you feel more tense than ever. Try harder and you will feel more tense and more tense. Relaxation is not a consequence, is not a result of some activity; it is the glow of understanding. This is the first thing I would like to relate to you: life is purposeless. It is very hard to accept it. And why is it so hard to accept that life is purposeless? It is hard because without purpose the ego cannot exist. It is hard to conceive that life has no goal because without any goal being there, there is no point in having a mind, in having an ego.
Master-kal school kyon nahi aye.?
Boy-girlfriend se milne gaya tha.
Master-kis liye.
Boy-yes sir.
Master-maine puchha kis liye.?
Boy-liye sir bahut liye.:-D
Naraaz Naa Ho Humse Hum Na Reh Payenge..,
Itna Bada Sadma Na Seh Payenge..,
Deti Hai Gum Zindagi Pal Pal humein ..,
Tune Diya To Jeene Se Pehle Hi Mar Jayenge…!
I don't know if I've ever been in a clique. The older I've gotten, the more I've realized what a true friend really is. So my friendship circle has changed a bit.
Never forget that a man is made great and perfect as much by his faults as by his virtues. So we must not seek to rob a nation of its character, even if it could be proved that the character was all faults.
In the evolution of knowledge-mistaken and unnecessary beliefs are forced out and supplanted by truer and more necessary knowledge. So too in the evolution of feelings, which takes place by means of art. Lower feelings-less kind and less needed for the good of humanity-are forced out and replaced by kinder feelings which better serve us individually and collectively. This is the purpose of art.
None of this is fair to you. And should it continue, it will make it more difficult to keep attracting the kind of driven, patriotic, idealist Americans to public service that our citizens deserved and that our system of self-government demands.
Kuchh Mat Poochh Tujhse Pyar Kitna Karta Hoon,
Har Raat Teri Yaad Mein Aakhein Ashk Baar Karta Hoon,
Tum Bewafa Thi Jo Pyar Se Daaman Bacha Baithi,
Main Bewafa Hoon Isliye Tujhe Pyar Karta Hoon.
Kis Tarah Teri Yaadon Se Kinara Kar Loon,
Teri Judai Ke Sitam Kaise Gawara Kar Loon,
Main Tujhse Bichhoodkar Jiyoon Toh Kaise Jiyoon,
Sochta Hoon Ab Maut Ko Hi Apna Sahara Kar Loon.
R s thakur
Zindagi Me Aankho Se Aankhe
Ek Bar Hi Ladti Hai, Ye Dil
Ek Bar Hi Kisi Ke Liye
Dhadakta Hai, Or Duniya Me
Sachcha Pyar Karne Wala Ek
Baar Hi Milta Hai. Use Mat Khona.