---------- कुछ अशायर फारसी के ----------


योगी  न   जती   अकीलो   दाना   न   बना  दे
गर   शाम  बनाना   है   तो   दीवाना   बना  दे  
वो  आह  दे   कि    जिस  से  पत्थर  भी  पानी
वो  दर्द  दे  जो  तुझ  को   भी  दीवाना  बना  दे 

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हम भी सुकरात है एहदे नोके 
तश्ना लभी न मर जाये यारो 
जहर हो या मये आतशी हो 
कोई जामे शहादत तो आये

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इतना लिहाज कर लिया ----- दुनिया तेरा परे भी हट !





रहने दो अहह सर्द ही 
अच्हा है रंग ऐ जर्द ही 
रहने दो दिल में दर्द ही 
हमको दवा से कार क्या !







नेकी बदी खुशी गमी

जीना थी बामे यार की
जीना जरा दो यार का 
पानी पया के कार क्या !






चाहे कोई अच्हा कहे 
खा बड़ा बुरा कहे 
नाचू हु संग शाम के
शर्मो हया से कार क्या ! 



इतना  लिहाज  कर  लिया  
दुनिया  तेरा  परे  भी  हट  
नाचू  हु  संग  शाम  के  
शर्मो  हया  से  कार  क्या !

Bazm-e-Ambareen: Zahid ne - Abida Parveen (Raqs-e-bismil)

Bazm-e-Ambareen: Zahid ne - Abida Parveen (Raqs-e-bismil): Us ka mukh ik jot hai ghoonghat hai sansaar Ghoonghat mein vo chup gaya mukh per aanchal daar(daal) (This might be pushing it, but this is m...

DON'T SCOLD THE LOVER

Moses heard a shepherd on the road praying:

“Lord, where are you? I want to help you, to fix your shoes and comb your hair. I want to wash your clothes and pick the lice off.

“I want to bring you milk to kiss your little hands and feet when it’s time for you to go to bed.

“I want to sweep your room and keep it neat. God, my sheep and goats are yours. ”

“Who are you talking to?” Moses could stand it no longer.

“Only something that grows needs milk. Only some one with feet needs shoes. Not G’d!” 

The shepherd repented and tore his clothes and sighed and wandered out into the desert.


A sudden revelation came then to Moses.

“You have separated me from one of my own.
“Did you come as a Prophet to unite, or to sever?
“I have given each being a separate and unique way of seeing and knowing and saying that knowledge.

“What seems wrong to you is right for him.
“What is poison to one is honey to someone else.
“Purity and impurity, sloth and diligence in worship, these mean nothing to me.
“I am apart from all that. Ways of worshiping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another.
“It’s not me that’s glorified in acts of worship. It’s the worshipers!
“I don’t hear the words they say. I look inside at the humility.
“Forget phraseology. I want burning, burning. Be friends with your burning.
“Burn up your thinking and your forms of expression!
“Lovers who burn are another.

“Don’t scold the Lover. The “wrong” way he talks is better than a hundred “right” ways of others.
“When you look in a mirror, you see yourself, not the state of the mirror.
“The flute player puts breath into a flute, and who makes the music?
“Not the flute. The flute player!

“Whenever you speak praise or thanksgiving to Me, it’s always like this dear shepherd’s simplicity.”

You Can’t Unfry An Egg But There Is No Law Against Thinking About It !


If I had my life to live over, I would try to make more mistakes


I would relax. I know of very few things that I would take seriously.
I would go more places. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less bran.
I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary troubles.
You see, I have been one of those fellows who live prudently and sanely, hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I have had my moments. But if I had it to do over again, I would have more of them – a lot more.
I never go anywhere without a thermometer, a gargle, a raincoat and a parachute.
If I had it to do over, I would travel lighter.
If I had my life to live over, I would pay less attention to people telling us we must learn Latin or


History; otherwise we will be disgraced and ruined and flunked and failed.
I would seek out more teachers who inspire relaxation and fun.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefooted a little earlier in the spring and stay that way a little later in the fall.
I would shoot more paper wads at my teachers.
I would keep later hours.
I’d have more sweethearts.
I would go to more circuses.
I would be carefree as long as I could, or at least until I got some care- instead of having my cares in advance.
I doubt, however, that I’ll do much damage with my creed.
The opposition is too strong.
There are too many serious people trying to get everybody else to be too darned serious.
( Don Harold )