Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Life is given to us,
we earn it by giving it.
Let the dead have the immortality of fame,
but the living the immortality of love.
Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty
that can modulate their isolation into a
harmony with the whole.
Life, like a child, laughs,
shaking its rattle of death as it runs.
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941), Nobel prize-winning Bengali poet, author, songwriter, philosopher, artist, and educator wrote “Gitanjali” (1912)
Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not!
I fear lest it droop and drop into the dust.
Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint,
First published in 1910, Tagore’s collection Gitanjali[Song Offerings] of mystical and devotional songs was translated to English in 1912. It would be the first of many volumes that earned him much acclaim in the East and West. It includes an Introduction by fellow Nobel prize-winning poet William Butler Yeats.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
My heart beats her waves at the shore of the world and writes upon it her signature in tears with the words " I love thee" .
That man is free who thinks his own thoughts and set his own course who lives by his own standards and creates his own destiny !
Who says we are such a distance apart
don't we see the same moon !
Some quotations that I found in my old college diary which I used to write from here & there.....
My Favorite Ghazal by Mehdi Hassan
Zindagi Men to sabhi Pyar kiya karte hain....
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
There are some movies which could never be forgotten. Titanic was one of them. Some memorable moments from the great film......
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
When in the fresh mornings I go into
my garden before anyone is awake,
I go for the time being into perfect happiness.
- Cecilia Thaxter
And even the sun
in dawn chorus sings,
a celestial melody to the earth
In every life, there is a rainbow
with a pot of gold on the end of it.
It is up to us to see that rainbow
and find that pot of gold.
The difficulty is a rainbow has two ends.
The problem is then
to find the right end.
The soul would have no Rainbow, had the eyes no tears !
Walk on Rainbow trail, walk on trail of song and all about you will be beauty. There is a way of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray. ...
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Let not the hours pass by in the dark. Kindle the lamp of love with thy life. - Rabindranath Tagore…
It is not a disgrace not to reach for the stars,
But it is a disgrace not to have stars to reach for.