When You Are Old
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
-W. B. Yeats
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KAASH KI PEHLE SAMAJH PATE
यूँ तेरी कुर्बत में जिऊंगा मैं, तू भी
sara desh hamara
कहीं तुम्हें परबत लड़वा दे, कहीं लड़ा
tum or hum ajnabi ek raho pe
एक अजनबी तुम एक अजनबी हम अनजानी राहों
BALIDAAN TUMHEN KARNA HOGA
वह खून कहो किस मतलब का
जिसमें उबाल
As Is Life
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
khud se jada bharosa
राजीव: ऐ दिल तू क्यों रोता है…!!!
य
Never Give Up
Never give up,
Never give in.
Move onward and upward with strength from within.
Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa
The Happiest Day Of My Life
The happiest day of my life
Was when I first laid eyes on you
For you were like a
ek adhoori mohabbat
