Armaan bhare baithe dil mein
Par kon utthe, ye pucho toh;
Jannat ki tamanna hai sabko
Par kon mare, ye pucho toh...!
Jithe itr-an de vagde ne cho
Jaha itr-on ke behte hai jharne
Nii othe mera yaar vassda
vaha mera yaar basta hai
Jithe langdi e paun vi khalo
Jaha nikalti hai (pawan)hawa bhi khade ho ke
Ni othe mera yaar vasda
vaha mera yaar basta hai
Nange nange pairin jithe aun parbhaatan
Nange nange pair leke jaha aayein parbhaat(subah)
Reshma di nadi tari laun jithe raatan
Resham ki nadi mein nahati hai jahan raatein
Jithe chaandni ch nahaave khushboo
Jaha chandi mein nahati hai khusbhoo
Nii othe mera yaar vasda
Nii vaha mera yaar basta hai
“You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discover that it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important.”
— James Baldwin, Conversations with James Baldwin
Gabriel Cornelius Ritter von Max (1840-1915), Get finished Flowering, 1870, oil on canvas, 55.3 x 67.5 cm. Oblastní galerie Liberec
Appendix: Hope and the Absurd in the Work of Franz Kafka from The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays, Albert Camus
It is weird.
I'm just made up of all the people I fell in love with.
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LOVE LETTERS<333.
-What are you?-To define is to limit. They call me voltage. Because I've got a lot of potential, but I'm mostly negative.
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