Geetanjali


Posted on 17th Jan 2020 04:33 pm by rohit kumar

 

Where the mind is without fear

and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free;

Where the world has not been

broken up into fragments by

narrow domestic walls;

Where words come out from

the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches

its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason

has not lost its way into the dreary

desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is lead forward by thee

into ever-widening thought and action-

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father,

let my country awake.

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Naam likha haye mera desh

Pyara pyara mera desh,

Sajaa-sanwaara mera desh,

Duniya jis par garv kare–<

Befikri ho chali

बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क

BHAROSA KHUD PE RAKHO

BHAROSA KHUD PAR RAKHO 

TO TAKAT BAN JATI HAI 

OR DUSRO PAR RAKHO TO&nb

Best Buddies Always

God Sent Me You At A Moment In My Life

When He Knew I Needed A Companion

Only He

Lessons Taught

Sit up straight, speak with grace

Be a lady, fashionably late.

Always walk tall,

Embassy...

I don’t know enough about anything

to be anybody but a stranger.

Isn’

sachi dosti

दोस्ती का रिस्ता होता है खास ,

जो ह

Choti choti baat pe

Ab kadwi lage aisi baat 

Bade hotey-hotey ham sacchai ki rah se bhatakne lag jate ha

aalu or kachalu

आलू कचालूआलू कचालू बेटा कहाँ गए थे,

Candy Tree Shops

If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,

Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.

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