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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aa ma teri paarti karun

peda kar gayi tujhe eahsaas bhi hai 

suniko ke raqt se aabad hindustan hai

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Regret And Pain

Here I am, stumbling down the street

The rain's pouring down

I'm staring at my fe

SUB JAGHA DHOKHA HAI

माना दुनियाँ बुरी है सब जगह धोखा है,

KUCHH SAPNE

कुछ छोटे सपनो के बदले,बड़ी नींद का सौ

A Man in the jar

I once knew a man who lived in a jar.

For a stranger sight you'd have to go far.

Time Increase Love

Time is like the wind,

Slow and smooth.

Time can change swiftly,

Fast and

DHALTA SURAJ

Shaam ka dhalta sooraj hu main

Halki iss aag mei sulagta hu main

Raat ka andhera

KISI KE LIYE SARTAAJ HAI ZINDGI

किसी के लिए सरताज है जिंदगी

कभी दो

MUJHE APNA YAAR BANA LO

मुझे अपनी जान बना लो,

अपना अहसास बन

Aag Bahut Si Baki Hain

 

भारत क्यों तेरी साँसों के, स्वर

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