Life is curved
in the shape of a flower,
a curved trajectory
that loops back on itself
repeatedly until the
last petal falls.
In the night
I hear your voice,
but try to fight
to keep my noise.
<To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refine
Ab kadwi lage aisi baat
Bade hotey-hotey ham sacchai ki rah se bhatakne lag jate ha
प्यारी जग से न्यारी माँ,
खुशियां द
भारत क्यों तेरी साँसों के, स्वर आहत स
Raah dekhi thi is din ki kabse, Aage ke sapne
saja rakhe the naajane kab se. Bade u
I've lost a piece and it's impossible to bring it back.
I was too careless. I was too sla
She is unique.
Every time I see her
I just can't seem to know how to speak.
alag alag galiyon ko kon ginta hai
saath khade ho rehne wale, desh tabhiu banta hai
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
