I don't play accurately--any one can play accurately--but I play with wonderful expression. As far as the piano is concerned, sentiment is my forte. I keep science for Life.
Moved by their selfish desires, people seek after fame and glory. But when they have acquired it, they are already stricken in years. If you hanker after worldly fame and practise not the Way, your labors are wrongfully applied and your energy is wasted. It is like unto burning an incense stick. However much its pleasing odor be admired, the fire that consumes is steadily burning up the stick.
It becomes more important to me as time goes on to make every album the best thing I've ever done, so it's a lot of self-imposed pressure that also kind of slows me down a bit.
If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.
Huyi Toh Hai Yeh Khata Humse Bahut Bhari Sanam,
Na Chahte Huye Bhi Hum Aapse Pyar Kar Baithe,
Roka Tha Humein Sab Ne Ki Na Kar Tu Sagar,
Na Jaane Fir Bhi Kyu Tera Aitbaar Kar Baithe….
The civil rights movement was very important in my house, and then Vietnam was very important 'cause there were two boys, so I came of age during a very heated political climate.
It is the reformer who is anxious for the reform, and not society, from which he should expect nothing better than opposition, abhorrence and even mortal persecution.
Not out of mere charity, but because peace in our time requires the constant advance of those principles that our common creed describes; tolerance and opportunity, human dignity and justice.
Girl:My Janu Baby Shona
Ye Personal Aur Secret Me
Kya Difference Hota Hai
Boy:Tum Meri Gf Ho Ye Personal
Hai And Teri Behen Bhi Meri Gf
Hai Ye Secret Hai
10 years ago
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Dil Ye Humara Bekarar Ho
Raha Hai, Lagta Hai Hume
Apse Pyar Ho Raha Hai,
Aap Aa Jaiye Yahan Jaldi
Se, Apka Besabri Se
Intezar Ho Raha Hai...
My weaknesses... I wish I could come up with something. I'd probably have the same pause if you asked me what my strengths are. Maybe they're the same thing.
Oh, nature's noblest gift, my grey goose quill, Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will, Torn from the parent bird to form a pen, That mighty instrument of little men.