Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,
Reflected moonbeams in the sand.
Sand is crumbled mountains and the remains of all that existed.
Sand is soft and white, kissing your foot like clean water.
There is a precise total for all the grains of sand on earth,
As well as for the starry worlds above our heads
(supposedly the same for each, if only we knew it),
But it’s more important to know that the grains of sand
Grow constantly in number and the deserts are getting bigger
And the stars are biding their time.
(Peter Waters)
She is unique.
Every time I see her
I just can't seem to know how to speak.
HAR NAZAARA RANGIN HO JATA HAI
Jab tu banke humsafar mera sath deta hai,
Har mushkil safar asaan ho jata hain.
&
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
I love you so much.
Please never doubt this is true.
But I'm having such
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
True inner joy is self – created.
It does not depend on outer circumstances.
A ri
अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
जीना हो तो मरना सीखो गूँज उठे यह नारा -
