Each human personality
is like a piece of
music,
having an individual tone
and a rhythm
of its own.
~~Hazrat Inayat Khan
Each human personality
is like a piece of
music,
having an individual tone
and a rhythm
of its own.
~~Hazrat Inayat Khan
Our life is a constant journey, from birth to death.
The landscape changes, the people change,
our needs change, but the train keeps moving.
Life is the train, not the station.
~~Paulo Coelho
मुट्ठी में दबे,
मसले – कुचले गुलाबों
की खुशबू फ़िजा में तैर गई।
हथेलियाँ इत्रे गुलाब अर्क
से भर गईं
क्या हम ऐसे बन सकते हैं?
मर्म पर लगी चोट
पीङा नहीं सुगंध दे ???
We should
all start to live,
before we get too old.
Fear is stupid.
So are regrets.
Marilyn Monroe ❤ ❤
It’s not a matter of letting go,
you would if you could.
Instead of saying ‘Let it go’
we should probably say ‘Let it be’
~~Jon Kabatt-Zin

Some years ago, on a hot summer day in South California, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore. His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could.
Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him first. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy…
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If you’re abandoned.
If you’re left hopeless.
Tomorrow for sure ,
you’ll be called again.
❤ Rumi
कभी लगता है हम शब्दों से परे हैं।
हम मौन में जीते हैं।
पर फिर लगता है,
कुछ कानों तक
हवा में घुली चीखें भी नहीं पँहुचती
फिर मौन की आवाज़
सुनने का अवकाश किसे है????
Let me draw your attention
to one thing ,
which unfortunately we always forget:
that is – “O man, have faith in yourself.”
Swami Vivekananda
हमारे अंदर भी क्या बदलते मौसम हैं ?
क्या कभी बसंत अौर कभी पतझङ होते हैं ?
कभी कभी सुनाई देती है गिरते पत्तों की उदास सरसराहट
या शरद की हिम शीतल खामोशियाँ
अौर कभी बसंत के खिलते फूलों की खुशबू….
ऋतुअों अौर मन का यह रहस्य
बङा अबूझ है………
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