May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains. One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge, but one misses a world of loveliness.
Ab ke sawan main paani barsa bohat
Paani ki har boond main woh aaye yaad bohat
Is suhaane mausam main saath nahi tha koi
Baadlon ke saath in aankhon se paani baha bohat
