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)
गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |
TIRANGE KO APNE DIL ME BASAYE RAKHNA
Bas Yeh Baat Hawaao Ko Bataye Rakhna,
Find Your Drive
Sometimes you just have to push yourself to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wi
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
<Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Na haath ek Shastra ho
Na haath ek astra ho
Na anna
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Zikr tera meri baaton me hone laga hai,
Tera har khwaab aankhon me rehne laga hai,<
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
अजब सी हालत है तेरे जाने के बाद,
