DO NOT DEFINE ME!

i am 12 hrs night and 12 hrs day equal

i am the equinox

i am the black
and i am the white
a perfect blend for grey
i am the question
i am the answer
the quest and the destination of the search
i am the winner
i am the loser
the humble and the arrogant
i am equal in length,intensity,breadth,

balance,justice,sun spread,soaring

wind,green trees,wide desert,

i am 12 hrs night

i am 12 hrs day

i am a equal stretch

i am the equinox

DO NOT TRY TO DEFINE ME...

sushmita jha

तेन्नु दिल दा वास्ता

अज्ज दिन चढ़या तेरे रंग वर्गा,
फूल सा है खिला आज दिन;

रब्बा मेरे दिन ये ना ढले,
वो जो मुझे ख्वाब में मिले,
उसे तू लगा दे अब गले,
तेनु दिल दा वास्ता;

रब्बा आया दर दे यार दे,
सारा जहाँ छोड़ छाड़ के,
मेरे सपने संवार दे,
तेन्नु दिल दा वास्ता;

बख्शा गुनाहों को सुन के दुआओं को,
रब्बा प्यार है तूने सब को ही दे दिया,
मेरी भी आहों को सुन ले दुआओं को,
मुझको वो दिला मैंने जिसको है दिल दिया,

आसमान पे आसमान उसको दे इतना बता;

वो जो मुझे देख के हँसे,
पाना चाहूँ रात दिन जिसे,
रब्बा मेरे नाम कर उसे,
तेन्नु दिल दा वास्ता

माँगा जो मेरा है जाता क्या तेरा है,
मैंने कौन सी तुझसे जन्नत माँग ली,
कैसा खुदा है तू बस नाम का है तू,
रब्बा जो तेरी इतनी सी भी ना चली,

चाहिए जो मुझे कर दे तू मुझको अदा,

जीती रहे सल्तनत तेरी,
जीती रहे आशिकी मेरी,
दे दे मुझे ज़िन्दगी मेरी,
तेन्नु दिल दा वास्ता;
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Movie- Love Aaj Kal
Lyrics- Irshad Kamil and
Shiv Kumart Batalvi (initial two lines)

Singer- Rahat Fateh Ali Khan
Music Composer- Pritam
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Kudos to the team.amazing lyrics and composition and that soulful voice. sad ke jaawaan!
Likhne wale ne dil kagaz par utaar diya hai!

I dreamed a dream

He slept a summer by my side

He filled my days with endless wonder

He took my childhood in his stride

But he was gone when autumn came

And still I dreamed he'd come to me

That we would live the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be

So different from this hell I'm living

So different now from what it seemed

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

An English Song

Remain Open

When all that remains is loneliness then remember this story.

A rose dreamed day and night about bees, but no bee ever landed on her petals.
The flower, however, continued to dream. During the long nights, she imagined a heaven full of bees,which flew down to bestow fond kisses on her. By doing this, she was able to last until the next day,when she opened again to the light of the sun.
One night, the moon, who knew of the rose’s loneliness, asked:” aren’t you tired of waiting?“ ”Possibly, but I have to keep trying.”
“Why?”
“Because if I don’t remain open, I’ll simply fade away.”

At times, when loneliness seems to crush all beauty, the only way to resist is to remain open.

Excerpt from: “Like the Flowing River”
Paulo Coelho.

All for love

A young cloud was born in the midst of a great storm in the Mediterranean Sea, but he did not even have time to grow up there, for a storm wind pushed all the clouds over towards Africa.
As soon as the clouds reached the continent the climate changed. A bright sun was shining in the sky, and stretched out beneath them, lay the golden sands of the Sahara. Since it almost never rains in the desert, the wind continued pushing the clouds towards the forests in the south.
Meanwhile, as happens with young humans too, the young cloud decided to leave his parents and his older friends in order to discover the world.
“What are you doing?” cried the wind.” The desert’s the same all over. Rejoin the other clouds, and we’ll go to Central Africa where there are amazing mountains and trees”
But the young cloud, a natural rebel, refused to obey and, gradually he dropped down until he found a gentle, generous breeze that allowed him to hover over the golden sands. After much toing and froing, he noticed that one of the dunes was smiling at him.
He saw that the dune was also young, newly formed by the wind that had just passé over. He fell in love with her golden hair right there and then.
“Good morning,” he said. “What’s life like down there?”
“I have the company of the other dunes, the sun and the wind, and of the caravans that occasionally pass through here. Sometimes it’s really hot but it’s still bearable. What’s life like up there?”
“We have the sun and the wind too, but the good thing is that I can travel across the sky and see more things.”
“For me,” said the dune, “life is short. When the winds return from the forests, I will disappear.”
“And does that make you sad?”
“It makes me feel that I have no purpose in life.”
“I feel the same. as soon as another wind comes along. I’ll go south and be transformed into rain; but that is my destiny.”
The dune hesitated for a moment, then said:
“Did you know that here in the desert, we call rain paradise?”
“I had no idea that I could be that important” said the cloud proudly.
“I’ve heard other older dunes tell stories about the rain. They say that, after the rains, we are all covered with grass and flowers. But I’ll never experience that, because in the desert it rains so rarely.”
It was the cloud’s turn to hesitate now. Then he smiled broadly and said:
“If you like, I could rain on you now. I know I’ve only just got her, but I love you, and I’d like to stay here forever.”
“When I first saw you up in the sky, I fell in love with you too, “said the dune” But if you transform your lovely white hair into rain, you’ll die.”
“Love never dies,” said the cloud “It is transformed, and, besides, I want to show you what paradise is like.”
And he began to caress the dune with little drops of rain, so that they could stay together for longer, until a rainbow appeared.
The following day, the little dune was covered in flowers. The clouds that passed over, heading for Africa, thought that it must be part of the forest they were looking for and scattered more rain. Twenty years later, the dune had been transformed into an oasis that refreshed travelers with the shade of its trees.
And all because, one day, a cloud fell in love, and was not afraid to give his life for that love.

Excerpt from: “Like the Flowing River”
Paulo Coelho.

Hafez on love

Last night I saw her face in my dream, Like moon it made my house gleam;

I was suddenly filled with mirth and glee, And thought she finally came back to me;

And having found at last the life spring, For a moment I thought that I was a king;

And like old days it was going to be, When note after note she wrote to me;

And then in the picture came my rival, And put in danger my very survival;

It was a nightmare, to say the least, For he turned out to be a cruel beast;

Oh, love is a burden not easy to carry, And it's not for just about anyone;

On me if her favors she would confer, I'll gladly give my life for her;

I'll also give her the soul of mine, If only she would give me a glass of wine;

And I'll also consider it a favor supreme, If once in a while she would come in my dream;

If not, in poetry I would like to immerse, And like great HAFIZ write the verse;

A bouquet of heart beats

दिल की दहलीज़ लाँघ कर,

जब से तुम मेरी ज़िन्दगी में आई हो,

ज़िन्दगी भी मुझसे बड़े अदब,

और तहजीब से पेश आई है.

बहुत खलता है खालीपन इस सीने में,

तो इसे धुएँ से भर दिया,

नींद नहीं मुकम्मल इन आँखों को,

तो इन्हें ख्वाबों से भर दिया.

दिल में रखूँगा जज़्बात अपने,

ज़ुबान तक नहीं लाऊँगा,

देखी है तुमने बेखुदी मेरी,

अब तो बेरुखी ही दिखाऊंगा.

तेरे नर्म बदन की गर्म छाँव तले,

सुलगते रहे रात भर,

गुज़र गई शब थोड़ी ही देर में,

आँख खुली तो देखा रूबरू है सेहर.

कुछ ख़लिश हो सीने में,

तो बस हम से ही कहना,

ख़फा भी हो जाऊं तुमसे,

मेरे दिल में ही महफूज़ रहना.

तेरे इश्क से रोशन रूह मेरी,

फैली खुशियों की धूप,

जित देखूँ उत देखूँ तुझको,

तेरा इश्क नचाए खूब.

ख़्वाबों के फर्श पर,

ख़यालों के पाँव फिसलते रहे,

तेरे फिराक में शब् भर,

सेहर तक मचलते रहे.

बिखरी बिखड़ी सी थी मेरी ज़िन्दगी,

तेरी बाँहों में आ कर सिमटने लगी,

ग़म-ए- ज़िन्दगी भी रूह के हाथों से

रेत बन कर वाकई फिसलने लगी...

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राजीव झा

कुछ तुम कहो कुछ हम कहें

कुछ तुम कहो कुछ हम कहें,

ये फासले यूँ ही कम करें,

कुछ तुम कहो कुछ हम कहें,

अब दरम्यान न कोई गम रहे.

जब जब गम के बादल बरसे,

क्या दोगे मेरा साथ?

तेरा ही था, तेरा ही हूँ,

क्यूँ सोचे ऐसी बात....

तुम बिन धड़कन सूनी सी है,

सीने पर रख दे हाथ,

आ लग जा सीने से तू,

दे दे हाथों में हाथ...

मेरे ग़म से रोई धरती,

देखो ये ओस की बूँद,

आ बस जा नयनों में तू,

आँखों को लूँ मैं मूँद...

तेरे इश्क से रौशन रूह मेरी,

बिखड़ी खुशियों की धूप,

साथ मेरे जब तक है तू,

मैं हूँ ग़म से महफूज़...

बिन देखे बेचैन रहूँ,

देखूँ तो आये सुकून,

चाहूँ खुद से ज्यादा तुझको,

तेरा इश्क नचाए खूब...

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राजीव झा

Today Again

the day changed

only on the paper calendar

one more day

turned away offended

exactly what

I had feared

happened today

today again,

nothing happened

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Anonymous

गीताँजली

जब लगा की थक कर हुआ चूर,

पथ मेरा मुझसे हुआ दूर,

हर काम रुका, पाथेय चूका,

थी यही नियती, अति कठिन- क्रूर;

अब कहीं किसी कोने में जा,

करना होगा कहीं ओढ़,

वे दीन हीन से जीर्ण वसन;

तब देख रहा यह चकित आज,

तेरी लीला का नहीं पार,

फिर धार उमर आई कोई,

मुझमे बहती नूतन बयार;

जब गई पुरानी भाषा मर,

नव गीत उठे छाती में भर,

जब पूरा हुआ पुराना पथ,

आये नव प्रांतर,क्षितिज उभर..

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रविन्द्र नाथ ठाकुर

कल रात मैं कहाँ था?

क्या ख़लिश थी , ना ख़बर कि,

क्यूँ कब से मैं ख़फा था,

क्या ज़हन म चल रहा था,

कल रात मैं कहाँ था?

x

वो लिबास सा लिपट कर,

क्यूँ लिहाफ़ सा लगा था?

मैं मरीज़ खुद दवा था,

कल रात मैं कहाँ था?

x

थी वो हूक हसरतों की,

सब धुँध से धुला था,

क्यूँ धूप में धरा था,

कल रात मैं कहाँ था?

x

क्यूँ खुली थी खिड़कियाँ भी,

कब लौ वो बुझ गया था?

मैं आप जल रहा था,

कल रात मैं कहाँ था?

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राजीव झा

खुद को जताया जाए...

चलो आज...
किसी सोये हुए रिश्ते को जगाया जाए,
किसी का दिल बहलाया जाए,
किसी का दिन बनाये जाए,
किसी को कुछ बताया जाए.


जो दूर हो उसे पास बुलाया जाए,
जो पास हो उसे ख़ास बनाया जाए,
सूखे किसी दिल को भिगाया जाए,
किसी पर तो प्यार लुटाया जाए.


जो रोता हो उसे हंसाया जाए,
जो रूठा हो उसे मनाया जाए,
किसी से सुन किसी को सुनाया जाए,
ग़मों को भूलकर थोड़ा मुस्कुराया जाए.

किसी का नंबर मिलाया जाए,
किसी का फ़ोन खनकाया जाए,
दिलों के फासलों को मिटाया जाए,
फिर एक नई दुनिया बनाया जाए,

चलो आज, खुद को जताया जाए...

AIRTEL
Express Yourself

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This is a commercial I've written for Airtel.
It is my personal work and i hope to apply it someday to my favourite Telecom Service Provider brand.

Tagore's Gitanjali

"My song has put off her adornments.

She has no pride of dress and decoration.

Ornaments would mar our union;

they would come between thee and me;

their jingling would drown thy whispers."

"My poet's vanity dies in shame before thy sight.

O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet.

Only let me make my life simple and straight,

like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music."

Tagore again

Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God,

First fill your own house with the Fragrance of love...

Go not to the temple to light candles before the altar of God,

First remove the darkness of sin from your heart...

Go not to the temple to bow down your head in prayer,

First learn to bow in humility before your fellowmen...

Go not to the temple to pray on bended knees,

First bend down to lift someone who is down-trodden. ..

Go not to the temple to ask for forgiveness for your sins,

First forgive from your heart those who have sinned against you.

Ekla Chalo

Jadi tor daak shune keu naa aashe tabe ekla chalo re

jadi keu kathaa naa kaya, ore ore o abhaagaa,jadi sabaai thaake mukha phiraaye sabaai kare bhayatabe paraana khule o tui mukha phute tora manera kathaa, ekalaa balo re

jadi sabaai phire jaaya, ore o abhaagaa,jadi gahana pathe jaabaara kaale keu phire naa chaaya tabe pathera kaantaa o tui raktamaakhaa charanatale ekalaa borho re

jadi aalo naa dhare, ore o abhaagaa,jadi jhara-baadale aandhaara raate duyaara deya ghare tabe bajraanale aapana bukera paanjara jbaaliye niye ekalaa jalo re.

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English Version of the immortal words.

If they answer not to thy call walk alone,

If they are afraid and cower mutely facing the wall, O thou of evil luck,
Open thy mind and speak out alone.

If they turn away, and desert you when crossing the wilderness, O thou of evil luck,
Trample the thorns under thy tread, and along the blood-lined track travel alone.

If they do not hold up the light when the night is troubled with storm, O thou of evil luck,with the thunder flame of pain ignite thy own heart and let it burn alone.

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Do i even need to name the author?

Tagore's words

Love adorns itself;
it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty.

Love does not claim possession,
but gives freedom.

Love is an endless mystery,
for it has nothing else to explain it.

Love's gift cannot be given,
it waits to be accepted.
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Rabindra Nath Thakur

I know you're there

I know you’re out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice

I know I'll find you somehow

And somehow I'll return again to you

x

The mist is lifting slowly

I can see the way ahead

And I’ve left behind the empty streets

That once inspired my life

And the strength of the emotion

Is like thunder in the air

coz the promise that we made each other

Haunts me to the end

x

The secret of your beauty

And the mystery of your soul

I’ve been searching for in everyone I meet

And the times I’ve been mistaken

Its impossible to say

And the grass is growing

Underneath our feet

x

From the words that I remember

From my childhood still are true

That there’s none so blind

As those who will not see

And to those who lack the courage

And say it’s dangerous to try

Well they just don’t know

That love eternal will not be denied

x

Yes I know its going to happen

I can feel you getting near

And soon well be returning

To the fountain of our youth

And if you wake up wondering

In the darkness I’ll be there

My arms will close around you

And protect you with the truth

xxxx

Moody Blues

Love as you see it...

It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel:

U know u have found love, when u want to be ur best, when u push urself harder to live up to someone. And that someone is the person who is gonna make u a better person than what u can ever be by urself. Someone who builds or breaks ambition inside u by his or her presence or absence.


Someone can walk into your life and it is not until after they walk out that you wished they were back:

I had heard somewhere that sometimes we get so busy gathering stones that we miss the diamond. We take people for granted. Its only when they go, we realize that they have left an indelible mark in our lives.


We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love:

You know you love someone when you want them to be happy even if their happiness means that you're not part of it. People we loved always remain sacred and holy to us. We stand by them when someone speaks trash bout them. We go to any length to maintain the sanctity of our emotions that once prevailed in us.It's amazing how someone can break you heart or tread on your dreams and trample them underfoot, but you still love them with all the little pieces that remain.

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Culled from a blog called :"Sedated Bliss"
I could not get the permission of the writer to post this write-up here simply because he din't find it necessary to reply to my comment asking him for the permission to put his words on my blog. However, you(the writer) may(if you happen to stumble upon your write-up in my blog) let me know if I have the permission to keep it here or should I delete it.

I want you

The guilty undertaker sighs

The lonesome organ grinder cries

The silver saxophones say I should refuse you

The cracked bells and washed-out horns

Blow into my face with scorn

But it's not that way

I wasn't born to lose you

I want you, I want you I want you so bad

Honey, I want you.

The drunken politician leaps

Upon the street where mothers weep

And the saviors who are fast asleep

They wait for you

And I wait for them to interrupt

Me drinkin' from my broken cup

And ask for me Open up the gate for you

I want you, I want you Yes, I want you so bad

Honey, I want you.

Now all my fathers they've gone down

True love they've been without it

But all their daughters put me down

'Cause I don't think about it.

Well, I return to the Queen of Spades

And talk with my chambermaid

She knows that I'm not afraid

To look at her She is good to me

And there's nothing she doesn't see

She knows where I'd like to be

But it doesn't matter I want you, I want you

Yes, I want you so badHoney, I want you.

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit

He spoke to me, I took his flute

No, I wasn't very cute to him - Was I ?

But I did though because he lied

Because he took you for a ride

And because time was on his side

And because I ..I want you, I want you

Yes, I want you so bad Honey, I want you.

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Bob Dylan

तुझ पे दिल कुर्बान

ए मेरे प्यारे वतन ए मेरे बिछड़े चमन,

तुझ पे दिल कुर्बान.

तू ही मेरी आरजू, तू ही मेरी आबरू,

तू ही मेरी जान.

तेरे दामन से जो आये, उन हवाओं को सलाम,

चूम लूँ मैं उस जुबान को जिस पे आये तेरा नाम,

सब से प्यारी सुबह तेरी , सब से रंगीन तेरी शाम;

तुझ पे दिल कुर्बान.

माँ का दिल बनके कभी सीने से लग जाता हैं तू,

और कभी नन्ही सी बेटी बन के याद आता हैं तू,

जितना याद आता हैं मुझको उतना तड़पाता हैं तू;

तुझ पे दिल कुर्बान.

छोड़कर तेरी ज़मीन को दूर आ पहुचे हैं हम,

फिर भी हैं यही तमन्ना तेरे जर्रों की कसम,

हम जहां पैदा हुए, उस जगह ही निकले ये दम;

तुझ पे दिल कुर्बान.

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Lyricist: Prem Dhawan

Movie: Kaabuliwala.

रूठ के हमसे कहीं

This is a heart smasher!

and the picturisation really complements the song.

रूठ के हमसे कहीं जब चले जाओगे तुम

ये ना सोचा था कभी इतने याद आओगे तुम

मैं तो ना चला था दो कदम भी तुम बिन

फिर भी मेरा बचपन यही समझा हर दिन

छोड़ के मुझे भला अब कहाँ जाओगे तुम

ये ना सोचा था कभी इतने याद आओगे तुम

बातों कभी हाथों से भी मारा है तुम्हें

सदा येही कहके ही पुकारा है तुम्हें

क्या कर लोगे मेरा जो बिगड़ जाओगे तुम

ये ना सोचा था कभी इतने याद आओगे तुम

देखो मेरे आँसू येही करते हैं पुकार

आओ चले आओ मेरे भाई मेरे यार

पोंछने आँसू मेरे क्या नहीं आओगे तुम

ये ना सोचा था कभी इतने याद आओगे तुम

xxxx

Sameer

Jo Jeeta Wahi Sikandar

आज फिर आप की कमी सी है

शाम से आँख में नमी सी है
आज फिर आप की कमी सी है

दफन कर दो हमें के साँस मिले

नब्ज़ कुछ देर से थमी सी है

वक़्त रहता नहीं कहीं टिक कर
इस की आदत भी आदमी सी है

कोई रिश्ता नहीं रहा फिर भी
इक तस्लीम लाज़मी सी है

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Gulzar

Romantic Dialogues...the best of 'em

My Best Friend's Wedding
If you love someone you say it, you say it right then, out loud,
or the monment....just paasses you by.

Phenomenon
George: Hey, would you love me for the rest of my life?
Lace: No...m gonna love you for the rest of mine.

Notting Hill
I'm also just a girl standing in front of a guy asking him to love her.

The Bridges of Madison County
I dont want to need you coz I can't have you.

Jerry Maguire
I love you. You complete me.

Runaway Bride
If I don't ask you to be mine I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

The English Patient
I promise I'll come back for you. I promise I'll never leave you.

As Good As It Gets
Melvin: You want me to be a better man.
Carol: That's may be the best compliment of my life.

When Harry Met Sally
I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle in your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because
when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody,
you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Love

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

think not you can direct the course of love, for love,

if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires,

let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook

that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart

and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart

and a song of praise upon your lips.

xxxx

Khalil Gibran

Where The Mind is Without Fear

Where the mind is without fear

and the head is held high

Where knowledge is free

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments

By narrow domestic walls

Where words come out from the depth of truth

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way

Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit

Where the mind is led forward by thee

Into ever-widening thought and action

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father,

let my country awake

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Rabindranath Tagore

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood,

and I — I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

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Robert Frost

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

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Robert Frost

ससुराल गेंदा फूल

The newsest flavour in town- rasik and rustic

सैयाँ छेड़ देवे, ननद चुटकी लेवे,

ससुराल गेंदा फूल,

सास गारी देवे , देवर समझा लेवे,

ससुराल गेंदा फूल,

छोरा बाबुल का अंगना भावे डेरा पिया का हो...

सैयाँ हैं व्यपारी , चले हैं परदेस,

सूरतियाँ निहारु , जियरा भारी होवे,

बुशर्ट पहिने , खाई के बीड़ा पान,

पूरे रायपुर से अलग है, सैयाँ जी की शान,

ससुराल गेंदा फूल

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Movie-Delhi-6; Lyricist-Prasoon Joshi

जाने तू मेरी क्या है,

For all of us who've missed love at some point of time. Late realisation can at times be the cause of permanent emptiness of soul.

जाने तू मेरी क्या है, जाने मैं तेरा क्या था,

साथ तेरे हर पल, साथ हर लम्हा था..

जाने कैसी कसक है, जाने कैसी तड़प है,

क्यूँ ये आँखें नाम है, जाने कैसा .. ग़म है..

है दोस्ती हमको यकीन तो, दोस्ती और कुछ भी नहीं था,

पर कैसे तुझको बाँटे , क्यूँ चुभते हैं पैरों में काँटें,

जाना दिल जाना, कैसे मैंने ना जाना के प्यार यही है,

ये जाने तू या जाने ना.. जाना दिल जाना,

कैसे तूने ना जाना के प्यार तो है,ये जाने तू या जाने ना

क्यूँ ऐसे चुभती है तुझसे दूरी , क्यूँ लगती है ज़िन्दगी यूँ अधूरी

छुआ किसी ने तुझको तो लगा के, दिल में किसी ने जैसे आग लगा के...

दुनिया जलादी है.. मेरी

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जाने तू मेरा क्या है, जाने तू मेरा क्या था

तू ही मेरा हर पल, तू ही हर लम्हा था

जाने कैसी कशिश है, जाने कैसी ख़लिश है

क्यूँ ये साँस थमी है, आँखों में क्यूँ नमी है

है दोस्ती हमको यकीन था, दोस्ती और कुछ भी नहीं था

है कैसा ये दर्द नया सा क्यूँ दिल लगता टूटा टूटा सा

जाना दिल जाना, कैसे मैंने ना जाना के प्यार यही है,
ये जाने तू या जाने ना.. जाना दिल जाना,
कैसे तूने ना जाना के प्यार तो है,ये जाने तू या जाने ना

होती थी तुझ से सुबह हर दिन की

तेरी दोपहर से शाम की धुन थी

होती थी रातें तेरी बातों में खोये तेरे ख्यालों में जागे और सोये ..

तू जो नहीं तो क्या रहा

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Movie-जाने तू या जाने ना

Lyricist- Prasson Joshi

I believe

I believe
That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other.

And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do love each other.

I believe
That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

I believe
That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while

and you must forgive them for that.

I believe
That true friendship continues to grow,

even over the longest distance.

Same goes for true love.

I believe
That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

I believe
That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I believe
That you should always leave loved ones with loving words.

It may be the last time you see them .

I believe
That you can keep going long after you think you can't.

I believe
That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I believe
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I believe
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done,

regardless of the consequences.

I believe
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I believe
That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I believe
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down,

will be the ones to help you get back up.

I believe
That sometimes when I'm angry Ihave the right to be angry,

but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

I believe
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had

and what you've learned from them and less to do with

how many birthdays you've celebrated.

I believe
That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.

sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.

I believe
That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I believe
That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,

but we are responsible for who we become.

I believe
That you shouldn't be so eager to find out asecret.

It could change your life forever.

I believe
Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I believe
That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.

I believe
That even when you think you have no more to give,

when a friend cries out to you -you will find the strength to help.

I believe

That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

xxxxxx

Forwarded by Anjum Uncle.

I will love again

Did I ever tell you how you live in me

Every waking moment,

even in my dreams

And if all this talk is crazy

And you don't know what I mean

Does it really matter,

just as long as I believe I will love again,

though my heart is breaking I will love again,

stronger than before I will love again,

even if it takes a lifetime to get over you,

heaven only knows I will love again

People never tell you how really true you feel

I would die for you gladly, if I knew what loss for me

So if all this talk sounds crazy

Or if the words don't come out right

Does it really matter, if it gets me through this night

I will love again...I will love again...I will love again...

And do you know I will love again

You can't stop me from loving again

Breathing again.. Feeling again.. I will love again.

xxxx

Lara

If....

If you can keep your head when all about you

are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too:

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream — and not make dreams your master;

If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim,

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same.

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings,

And never breathe a word about your loss:

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much:

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And which is more;

you'll be a Man, my son!

xxxx

Rudyard Kipling

Picked from "The Alchemist"

She wasn't as important as his flock because she din't depend on him.

When each day is the same as the next, it's because people fail to recognise the good things that happen in their lives everyday that the sun rises.

There was nothing to hold nim back except himself.

Principle of Favouarbility - There's a force that wants you to realise your destiny; it whets your appetite with a taste of success.

The secrets of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.

Because this was the way god repaid those who believed in their dreams.

I am going to become bitter and distrustful of people becuase one person betrayed me. I'm going to hate those who have found their treasure because I never found mine.

I'm like everyone else- I see the world in terms of what I wouild like to see happen, not what actually does.

I'm afraid that if my dream is realised, I'll have no reason to go on living.

Not everyone can see his dreams come true in the same way.

"You must always know what it is that you want"

Because I don't know how to deal with changes

Every blessing ignored becomes a curse.

There was a language in the world that everyone understood, a language the boy had used throughout the time that he was trying to improve things at the shop. It was the language of enthusiasm, of things accomplished with love and purpose, and as part of a speech for something believed in and desired.

And there were dunes, rocks and plants that insisted on living where survival seemed impossible.

Somewhere you are holding the person I love. So, when I,look out over your sands, I am also looking at her. I want to return to her, and I need your help.

Somewhere in your sands there is a woman waiting for me.

youth for equality

one of the founder members of YFE was once asked about the reason of inception of this organization and this is what he had to say.....isnt this true? let's value merit alone.

xxxx

" I have taken up this cause because I am treated like a second grade citizen in my own country and the benefits of social welfare schemes are not for me simply because I am born to a mother who doesn't belong to a reserved category."

कबीर वाणी

नैनं अंतर आव तो नैन झांप तोहे लूं,

न मैं देखूं और को, न तोहे देखन दूं.

xxxxx
मेरा मुझ में कुछ नहीं,

जो कुछ है सो तेरा ,

तेरा तुझको सौंप दे,

क्या लागे है मेरा.

xxxxx
सोऊँ तो सपने मिलूँ,

जागूँ तो मन माहि,

लोचन राते सब घड़ी,

बिसरत कबहूँ नाहीं.

xxxx
साधू कहावत कठिन है,

लम्बा पेड़ खजूर,

चढ़े तो चाखे प्रेम रस,

गिरे तो चकना चूर.

xxxxx
चाह गई चिंता मिटी, मनवा बेपरवाह,

जिनको कछु न चाहिए, वो ही शहंशाह.

xxxx
सबद सबद सब कोई कहे,

सबद के हाथ न पाँव,

एक सबद औषध करे,

एक सबद किर घाव.

xxxx
जब हम जग में पग धरयो ,

सब हँसे हम रोये,

कबीर अब ऐसी कर चलो,

पाछे हंसी न होए.

xxxx
जो कछु किया सो तुम किया,

मैं कछु किया नाहीं,

कहो कही जो मैं किया,

तुम ही थे मुझ माहीं.

xxxx
आठ पहर चौसंठ घडी,

मेरे और न कोय,

नैना माहीं तू बसे,

नींद को ठोर न होय.

abida parveen sings....

मैं हुस्न-ए-मुजस्सिम हूँ,

मैं गेसू-ए-बरहम हूँ,

मैं फूल हूँ शबनम हूँ,

मैं जलवा-ए-जनाना,

मैं वासिफ-ए-बिस्मिल हूँ,

मैं रौनक-ए-महफ़िल हूँ,

एक टूटा हुआ दिल हूँ,

मैं शहर में विराना...

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हज़रत वासिफ अली वासिफ....

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हुस्न-ए-मुजस्सिम - सबसे हसीन;
गेसू-ए-बरहम - बिखरे हुए बाल .

xxxxxxx

जिस दिन के सजन बिछड़े हैं,

तिस दिन का दिल बीमार होया,

xxxxx
इश्क क्या शय है,

किसी कामिल से पूछा चाहिए,

किस तरह जाता है दिल,

बे दिल से पूछा चाहिए

xxxxx
हज़रत वारिस शाह

xxxx
कामिल- पढ़ा लिखा.

xxxx

तेरी सूरत से नहीं मिलती किसी की सूरत,

हम जहाँ में तेरी तस्वीर लिए फिरते हैं!

xxxx
तू मिला भी है, तू जुदा भी है, तेरा क्या कहना!

तू सनम भी है, तू खुदा भी है, तेरा क्या कहना!

xxxx
निगह-ए-नाज़ से पूछेंगे किसी दिन ये ज़हीन,

तूने क्या-क्या न बनाया, कोई क्या-क्या न बना...

xxxx

हज़रत ज़हीन शाह ताजी...

xxxx

जो मैं ऐसा जानती, प्रेम किये दुःख होए,

नगर ढिंढोरा पीटती, प्रेम न करियो कोई..

xxxx
नैना तुम्ही बुरी हो, तुम सा बुरा न कोय...

आप ही प्रीत की आग लगाये, आप ही बैठा रोये...

xxxxx
नदी किनारे धुआँ उठे, मैं जानू कुछ होए,

जिस कारण मैं जोगन बनी,कहीं वो ही न जलता होए...

xxxx
हज़रात मिसरी शाह

xxxx

प्रीतम को पतियाँ लिखूं, जो कहीं होवे बिदेस,

तन में, मन में, नैन में, ता को कहाँ संदेस..

xxxx
हज़रत शाह अब्दुल लतीफ़ भिताई

love never....

love does not take into account a wrong suffered.
love believes all things.
love hopes all things.
love endures all things.
love never fails.
love is patient.
love is kind.
love does not act unbecomingly.
love is not provoked.

perfect you

Because you have always been beautiful.
You are never anything less than perfect.
You don't have to be like anyone else because you're already perfect.
We're all unique.
We're all different.
And, you too have something wonderful to share with the world.
I love you just the way you are.

random again

Embodiment of gentleness, patience and love

As she took ahead her confident stride.

Don't give up on your dignity or identity.

True friends are the ones who never leave your heart , even if they leave your life for a while. Even after years apart you pick up with them right where you left off and even if they die they're never dead in your heart.

Sometimes a good feeling from inside is worth much more than a beautician.

Within every woman lies a queen , waiting to claim her glory. Unchain the queen in you.

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;they just make the best of everything they have.

We are what we repeatedly do.Excellence is therefore not an act but a habit.(Aristotle)

picked at random

I have a strange habit of picking words while i'm reading anything. I simply love to do it. Here is a collection of some such words which , to me, make great sense and are nine month pregnant with emotions.

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• Pushing back my fear with a burst of hurt and anger I was the first one to admit that I was no beauty.
• Feeling warmed and honoured, as always, by her attention.
• Gave my hand a friendly little squeeze.
• Books are my saviours from loneliness.
• Naked, vulnerable, defenseless.
• Their laughter boiled up scalding my whole body.
• Words sound important and sacred like "Our Father".
• Stopped breathing with amazement.
• Sweeping us all by her hazel gaze.
• Tall women are statusque which makes clothing hang beautifully on their frames.
• Smiled fondly.
• Walked regally.
• Lot of thinking to do and decisions to make.
• Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless- Mother Teresa.
• If you try hard enough you can do anything.
• She suffered on my behalf.
• She din't want me to feel sorry for myself.
• Mom was my rock.
• If i needed to cry, she'd hold me.
• She just gave her children infinite patience and love.
• She had the heart to face anything.
• And, she taught me, I could too.
• Hardships make us the people we become.
• Truly awful nights.
• Some place to vent her intense pressure.
• Sunny spirit and supportive friends.

little emissary of love

Everyone of us have something

we consider not okay;

to be a deformity.

We can consider ourselves deformed

or

we can see ourselves as special.

And that choice will determine

how we live our lives.

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It doesn't fit on my resume

but I want it on my tombstone.

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If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain.

If I can ease one life the aching,

or cool one pain,

or help one fainting robin,

unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain.

-Emilly Dickinson

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We can not do great things...

only small things with great love.

-Mother Teresa

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good one

मैं रोया परदेस में ,

भीगा माँ का प्यार,

दिल ने दिल से बात की,

बिन चिट्ठी बिन तार....

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सीधा सादा डाकिया,

जादू करे महान,

एक ही थैले में भरे,

आँसू और मुस्कान...

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निदा फ़ाज़्लि..

annie's song

You fill up my senses like…
A night in the forest,
The mountains in springtime,
A walk in the rain,
A storm in the desert,
A sleepy blue ocean;

You fill up my senses,
Come fill me again!
Come let me love you,

Let me give my life to you,
Let me drown in your laughter,
Let me die in your arms,
Let me lay down beside you,
Let me always be with you,

Come let me love you,
Come love me again!

You fill up my senses

like stars in the dark sky

like smell in a red rose

like hue of butterfly

like images in my eyes

like some thought in my mind

like smile on the lips

like pumping in my heart

like blood in my veins

come let me take u where we have been alone

come let me bring u back where we have been together

come let me love u, love u again

You fill up my senses

like flow in a river

like speed of wind

like some sound in silence

like depth in the ocean

like touch of my hands

like imaginations in my brain

come let me love u , love you again

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Lyricist- Denver

granny muses

When I think of our relationship (I met my current husband when I- 70 year old- had a massive crush on a 72 year old guy and wesoon married) I think of a passage I once read:

I must conquer my loneliness alone.
I must be happy with myself, or I have nothing to offer.
Two halves have little choice but to join;
And yes, they do make a whole.
But two wholes when they coincide …
That is beauty. That is love.

wings

I believe that all success begins with spreading your WINGS:

W- Believe in your worth
I- Trust your insight
N-nurture yourself
G- Have a goal
S- Devise a personal strategy

….and then even impossible dreams become real

mother

Most of all other beautiful things in life

come by twos and threes,

by dozens and hundreds.

Plenty of roses, stars, sunsets, rainbows,

brothers and sisters, aunts and cousins,

but only one mother in the whole world.
-Kate Douglas Wiggin

assorted ones

Age does not protect you from love.
But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
-Jeanne Moreau.

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The happiest people don't necessarily

have the best of everything;

they just make the best of

everything they have.

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'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,

but how to dance in the rain.'

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When you really want something

the entire universe conspires to get it to you.

- Paulo Coelho "Alchemist"

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Good Friends must not always be together,

it’s the feeling of oneness when distant,

that proves a lasting Friendship.

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Love is the emblem of eternity;

it confounds all notion of eternity.
-Anna Louise de Stael

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It is true that antiques have to be treated

a bit differently,

with a little care,

but they still have a beauty,

all their own.

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Woman …

I am the woman who holds up the sky.
The rainbow runs through my eyes.
The sun makes a path to my womb.
My thoughts are in the shapes of clouds.
But my words are yet to come.
- Ute Poem

Endless, unanswered, agonizing…

Why do I have to be so skinny?
Dad, why do I have to grow up?
Mom, dad, why do I have to leave?
Dad, why do I miss my old friends?
Dad, why do you love me so much?
Dad, why do you spoil me?
Dad, why is your little girl growing up?
Mom, why is it hard to make new friends?
Dad, why do I miss being at home?
Dad, why does my heart skip a beat when he looks into my eyes?
Mom, why do my legs tremble when I hear his voice?
Mom, why is being “in love” the greatest feeling in the world?
Mom, why do my baby’s tiny fingers cling so tightly to mine?
Mom, why do they have to grow up?
Daddy, why do they have to leave?
Mom, why did my youth slip past me?
Dad, why does my face show every smile that

I have ever given to a friend or a stranger?
Mom, why do my hands quiver when I bend to pick a flower?

God, why does our world come crashing when our heart breaks?

God, why are we rude?

Why can't dreams come true?
Why, god, do hearts break?
Oh…why do relationships fail?

phenomenal woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

i'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size

but when i start to tell them,

they think i'm telling lies.

i say,

it's in the reach of my arms,

the span of my hips,

the stride of my steps,

the curl of my lips.

i'm a woman

phenomenally.

phenomenal woman,

that's me.

wwwwwwww

i walk into a room

just as cool as you please,

and to a man,

the fellows stand or

fall down on their knees.

then they swarm around me,

a hive of honey bees.

i say,

it's the fire in my eyes,

and the flash of my teeth,

the swing in my waist,

and the joy in my feet.

i'm a woman

phenomenally.
phenomenal woman,
that's me.

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men thmselves have wondered

what they see in me.

they try so much

but they can't touch

my inner mystery.

when i try to show them

they say they can't see.

i say,

it's in the arch of my back,

the sun of my smile,

the ride of my breasts,

the grace of my style.

i'm a woman
phenomenally.

phenomenal woman,

that's me.

wwwwwwww

now you understand

just why my head's not bowed.

i don't shout or jump about,

or have to talk real loud.

when you see me passing

it ought to make you proud.

i say,

it's in the click of my heels,

the bend of my hair,

the palm of my hand,

the need of my care.

'cause i'm a woman

phenomenally.

phenomenal woman,

that's me.

wwwwwwww

Maya Angelou

"chicken soup for the woman's soul"

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proud to be a woman for sure

farewell time

A time to be born,

and a time to die;

a time to plant,

and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

a time to kill,

and a time to heal;

a time to break down,

and a time to build up;

a time to weep,

and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn,

and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones,

and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace,

and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to get,

and a time to lose;

a time to keep,

and a time to cast away;

a time to rend,

and atime to sew;

a time to keep silence,

and a time to speak;

a time to love,

and a time to hate;

a time of war,

anda time of peace;

a time to meet,

and a time to part.

Paulo Coelho - "Eeven Minutes"

Take my Son

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art. When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.
About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.
He said, "Sir, you don ' t know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art." The young man held out this package. "I know this isn ' t much. I ' m not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this."
The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. "Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It ' s a gift."
The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.
The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.
On the platform sat the painting of the son The auctioneer pounded his gavel. "We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?"
There was silence.
Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, "We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one."
But the auctioneer persisted. "Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?"
Another voice angrily. "We didn ' t come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!"
But still the auctioneer continued. "The son! The son! Who ' ll take the son?"
Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. "I ' ll give $10 for the painting." Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.
"We have $10, who will bid $20?"
"Give it to him for $10. Let ' s see the masters."
"$10 is the bid, won ' t someone bid $20?"
The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son.
They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.
The auctioneer pounded the gavel. "Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!"
A man sitting on the second row shouted, "Now let ' s get on with the collection!"
The auctioneer laid down his gavel. "I ' m sorry, the auction is over."
"What about the paintings?"
"I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.
The man who took the son gets everything!"

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God gave His son Jesus Christ 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: "The son, the son, who ' ll take the son?"
Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything.
FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT ' S LOVE