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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Tumhari Sau Galtiyan

 

Tumhari achchai bahut achchi lagti hai,

Tumhari burai bahut buri lagti hai

JIWAN ME GURUR JARURI NAHI

पानी के बिना नदी बेकार है,

 

अत

MA ME TERI AARTI UTAR LUN

कर गयी पैदा तुझे उस कोख का एहसान है

MUSALMAN MERE DESH MAIN

कान्हा की कला पे रीझकर भक्ति भावना

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When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes

When I die I want your hands on my eyes:

I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h

Friends Apart

we've always been together,

we did everything with laughter,

we thought it was fo

PARIWAR HUM DO PAR HI SIMAT GAYA

जिन काले घने बालों पर इतराते थे हम कब

shahido ke naam

मज़हब जुदा सही वतन तो एक है, है फूल रंग

YE DIL MERA TUJH PAR

दिल के इस दर्द को क्या अंजाम दूँ

The Love I Feel For You

To hold you close to having you near

To have my breath against your ear

Whisperin

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