Abhi Ye Na Pooc

Abhi Ye Na Pooc
Abhi Ye Na Pooch K Manzil Kahan Hai

Abhi Tou Bas Safar Ka Irada Kia Hai

Na Hoarunga Main Hosla Zindagi Bhar

Ye Kisi Se Nahi Khud Se Wada Kia Hai
  

Jun, 15 2010     154 chars (1 sms)     2636 views       Inspirational

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Living In The Favourable & Unfavourable Situation
Is Called Part Of Living

But

Smiling In All These Situations
Is Called Art Of Living . . . :)
Perfection Is Achieved..

Not When

There Is Nothing More
To Add

But

When There Is Nothing
Left To Take Away ...
There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry
The Mind Is Like
A Clock
That Is Constantly
Running Down ...
It Has To Be Wound
Up Daily With
Good Thoughts ...

Don''t Go Through Life,
Grow Through Life ...
Floating Down D Flow Needs No Effort
Swimming Agnst It Needs Effort
Don''t Go D Way Life Takes U
Take Life D Way U Want 2 Go

Thk Diffrnt
GoOd ChaRaCtEr iS dA best tOmBsToNe

ThOsE WhO LoVeD U n HeLpeD bY U

WiLl remember u WheN fOrGeT-Me-NoTs r WiTheReD

CaRvE uR NaMe oN
HeArTs
N
NoT On MaRbLeS ?
"The real truth is this: The whole world is joy. Heaven is a festival all year long. Of all lies, the greatest falsehood is melancholy."
Hunger wakes u 2 work.

Failure makes u 2 achieve.
Poverty pushes u 2 earn.
Problems keep u alert.
Its just +ve attitude that makes lif sweeter & worthier!
God didnt give me anything i wanted,
God gives me everything i needed
By Swami Vivekananda
I''m Afraid Sometimes
You''ll Play Lonely Games Too,
Games You Can''t Win
Because You''ll Play Against You.
Most optimistic line i have ever come across.

"I know i''m the boy of her dreams,

Its just that she hasn''t started dreaming yet"
You may do to me what ever you wish to me but you shall not be able to touch my truth,

You may shed my blood and burn my body but you can't kill my spirit,

You may tie my hands with chains and feet with shackles and put me in dark prison but you can't enslave my thinking,

For it is as free as the breeze in the spacious sky
(Khalil Jibran)