To My Dear and Loving Husband


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

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more then whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

-Anne Bradstreet

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Keep On Smiling

As you travel on life's way

With its many ups and downs,

Remember it's quite true

NAA ME GIRA OR NAA MERI UMID

न मैं गिराऔर न मेरी उम्मीदों के मीनार

Life Brevity

Life's brevity, so bittersweet,

depends upon just one heartbeat.

Brief as dusk an

shahido ke naam

मज़हब जुदा सही वतन तो एक है, है फूल रंग

Live, Love, Laugh

Live, love, laugh,

play, fight, cry.

Time seems short when it's just you and I,

When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And

BIN MANGE MIL JAYEGA

प्रभु कहते हैं……..!!

 

होती

Simpler Times

Take me back to those simpler times

When all I sang were nursery rhymes,

When ste

Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,

Tor late tare bhi hum unke liye

us nile aasman se,

Mit jate hain nafrat bhi

Life
A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in,
A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,
A pint of

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