
rukhi rukhi si yeh hawa
aur sukhe patte ki tarah
shehar ki, sadko pe main
lawaris, udta hua
sau raste
par teri rah nahisau dard hain,sau rahatein
sab mila dil-nashin
ek tuhi nahi

rukhi rukhi si yeh hawa
aur sukhe patte ki tarah
shehar ki, sadko pe main
lawaris, udta hua
sau raste
par teri rah nahisau dard hain,sau rahatein
sab mila dil-nashin
ek tuhi nahi
Begin by thanking Him for some little thing, and then go on, day by day, adding to your subjects of praise…until you see in everything some cause for thanksgiving.
Isn’t it weird how we discover something while we look for something else? As if it was meant to be discovered, right there, right then.
For instance, I was searching for an old e-mail in my mailbox and I stumbled upon a different message from a dear friend who sent this picture and wrote to me …

Hey Pal, … The man looks so alone on the bench because of the amount of space around him. I drive a conclusion : More space, more loneliness …
Then again, if a friend was to jump off a bridge, I wouldn’t jump with him/her; I’d be at the bottom to catch them.