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 |
हर शाम किसी के लिए सुहानी नही होती
जाग रहे हम वीर जवान,
Mujhe Nahi Pata Ki Main Uski
Messy Room
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
Best friends stick together till the end.
They are like a straight line that will not ben
If I'd never met you,
I wouldn't feel the pain
Of losing your swee
A three year old child is a being who gets almost as much fun out of a fifty-six dollar set of sw
Jeevan mein madhu ka pyaala tha
Tumne tan man mein daala tha
