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A rose longed for the company of the bees, but none would come to her.
Even so, the flower was still capable of dreaming. When she felt all alone, she would imagi­ne a garden filled with bees that came to kiss her. And so she managed to resist until the next day, when she opened her petals again.

“Aren’t you tired?” another rose asked her.

“No. I have to go on fighting.”

“Why?”

“Because if I don’t open up, I wither.

ALLAH SAY's


Ay Ibn Adam!
Aik teri chahat hai
Aik meri chahat hai
Hoga tu wohi jo Meri chahat hai
...
Pas Agr tu ney sapurd kardiya apney ko uskey
jo Meri chahat hai,

Tu Mein baksh Donga tujhey jo teri chahat hai

Agr tu ney mukhalfat ki uski jo Meri chahat hai

tu Mein tujh ko thaka Donga usmein jo teri chahat hai,

Akhir phir hoga wohi jo Meri chahat hai

Ishq Hamesha La-Hasil Nhin Hota........

majnoon ne shehar cchorra to sehra bhee cchorr day
nazaray ki hawas ho to layla bhee chorr day


wa'iz kamal-e-tark se yahan milti hai murad
dunya jo cchorr di hai to uqba bhee cchorr day

taqleed ki rawish se to behtar hai khudkushi
rasta bhee dhoond, khizr ka sawda bhee chorr day

manind-e-khama teri zuban par hai harf-e-ghair
begaana shay pay nazish-e-be-jaa bhee chorr day

lutf-e-kalam kia jo na ho dil me dard-e-ishq
bismil nahin hai tu to tarrapna bhee chorr day

shabnam ki tarah phoolon pe ro or chaman se chal
is baagh me qayam ka sawda bhee cchorr day

hai aashiqi me rasam sab se alag baithna
but-khaana bhee, haram bhee, kaleesa bhee chorr day


sodagari nahin yeh ibadat khuda ki hai
ay bekhabar jazaa ki tamana bhee chorr day


accha hai dil ke saath rahay pasbaan aqal
lekin kabhi kabhi isay tanha bhee chorr day

jeena woh kia jo ho nafs-e-ghayr par madaar
shohrat ki zindagi ka bharosa bhee chorr day

shokhi se hai sawal-e-mukarar me ay kaleem!
shart-e-raza yeh hai ke taqaaza bhee chorr day


waiz saboot laye jo may ke jawaz me
iqbal ko ye zid hai ke peena bhee chorr day

Excerpts From 'The Book of Mirdad' By Mikhail Naimy

The Strange Story of a Monastery Which Was Once Called the Ark

"Logic is immaturity weaving its nets of gossamer wherewith it aims to catch the behemoth of knowledge. Logic is a crutch for the cripple, but a burden for the swift of foot and a greater burden still for the wise." 

Love is the law of God
MIRDAD
Love is the law of God. You live that you may learn to love. You love that you may learn to live. No other lesson is required of Man. And what os ot to love but for the lover to absorb forever the beloved so that the twain be one? And whom, or what, is one to love? Is one to choose a certain leaf upon the Tree of Life and pour upon it all one`s heart? What of the branch that bears the leaf? What of the stem that holds the branch? What of the bark that shields the stem? What of the roots that feed the bark, the stem, the branches and the leaves? What of the soil embosoming the roots? What of the Sun,and sea, and air that fertilize the soil? If one small leaf upon a tree be worthy of your love how much more so the entire tree in its entirity? The love that singles out a fraction of the whole foredooms itself to grief. You say But there be leaves and leaves upon a single tree. Some are healthy, some are sick; some are beautiful, some, ugly; some are giants , some are dwarfs. How can we help but pick and choose. I say to you,

--" PUNCH LINES " -- A Heart full of Burden By T.N Seshan --The 10th Chief Election Commissioner of India

"Do you know how elections are run in this country? Liquor for the father, cloth for the mother and food for the baby."

"In a booth in Bihar where the voting starts at 7 o'clock in the morning and at 7.15, 105 percent of the votes have been cast."


"If equality of hatred is a test of my partiality, I will pass with flying colours"


"Indian elections are the eighth wonder of the world. There are 55 Crores of votes. There are 800,000 polling booths and each polling booth has a minimum of five people. So there are 4 million people working for the elections."

"And there are rolls which are extremely defective. There are names which appear five times, there are names which don't appear at all, there are dead names which are still alive and there are live names which are dead."

About the power Mongering politicians:
" Have you ever heard of anybody relinquishing power after Shri Rama? Shri Rama is the only last known instance of somebody relinquishing power voluntarily."