It Has The HANDSTo Help Other
It Has FEETTo Hasten To Poor & Needy
It Has EYESTo See Misery & want
It Has EARS To hear Thee Sights & Sorrows Of Men . . .
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
We must widen the circle of our love until it embraces the whole village; the village in turn must take into its fold the district; the district the province, and so on till the scope of our love encompasses the whole world.
Beymaainay hotay hain woh lamhay jub tum paas nahi hotay
Lagtaa hai mujhay aisay ke zindagi tehr gayee ho jaisay
Aasman bhi beyrounuq sa lagtaa hai mujhay ke
Kisi nay chand taaron ki roshni chura lee ho jaisay
