At the Mid Hour of Night

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear!
When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear;
And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls,
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
-Thomas Moore

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aalok kare jan bharat

नव-जीवन का वैभव जाग्रत हो जनगण में,

kuchh rasto par kadam rakh kar

kuch rasto par kadam rakh kar bhi 

meri ruh unhe pehchaanti nahi

tum puch

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti

KISSI PED KI CHHAW ME

किसी पेड़ की छाँव में  किसी की राह त�

Lifes Choices

Life is full of choices
Make sure you pick the right one
Don't listen to the voices

rishtey ko sawaar lete hai

Suno…. Suno na! Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke is rishte ko dh

Discovery
Man and matchstick
Cast nearly in the same mould
Both unaware
Of their flair
Till
Ru

Chasing Shadows

For me, life is a struggle.

It's an impossible reality every single day.

I try to

PYAAR EK SHABAD BHARA

प्यार, एक शब्द भर होता

तो पोंछ देती

Jo ek bar ho jae mohbbat to fir kisi or se nhi hoti...

Kisi ko tut kar chahne se mohabbat nhi hoti ,

kisi ko pane ki khwahish rakhne se m