..:!_Love_!:..

Love.....

Love is the greatest gift we can ever hope to give or receive. Love is the one thing that can overcome so many of the difficult times that we are faced with in life. Love is so powerful - it can turn frowns into smiles. It can help mend the most broken heart. It can even turn all of the ugliness in the world into the most beautiful portrait we could ever have the pleasure to behold. Such a monumental task - of course... it could be. But only if we try to do it alone. Instead, if each of us, in our own small way contributed just a little - together, the task can become the reality we're reaching for.As potent as what love can be, it can only work it's magic if we choose to allow it to. For that to come to pass we must let go of the other emotions that can get in love's way. How is that - you may wonder?

Love is a universal feeling or emotion and every human on this earth loves someone. It is not necessary that love exists only between opposite sexes but love is there between human kind, between brothers, between sisters, between brothers and sisters, between parents and children, between husband and wife, between neighbours, between nations, between all relations and love also exists between humans and other living beings such as animals. Therefore, nobody can deny the existence of love in this world. Sometimes you need to describe the love you have for someone in words. At that time, you are in need of appropriate style and words through which you can deliver your feelings of love in form of essay on love.

..:!!_Happy Independence Day_!!:..

Happy Independence Day

The world learned the power of nonviolent protest as Gandhi lead the diverse peoples of India in a struggle for home rule.

The state of India formally gained independence on August 15, 1947 after centuries of British rule - and years of turmoil - and today continues to mark the day with somber speeches, colorful parades and celebrations....in far-flung communities from New Delhi to New York City.

"    सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है
देह्कना है ज़ोर कितना बाजुएँ कातिल में है
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है
देह्कना है ज़ोर कितना बाजुएँ कातिल में है
वक्त आने पे बता देंगे तुझे है आसमान
क्या बातें हम जुनूनें शोक किस मंजिल में है
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना

दूरियां उम्मीद की न आज हमसे छूट जाए
मिलके देखा है जीने वोह सपने भी न रूट जाए
हौसले वोह हौसले क्या जो सितम से टूट जाए
हौसले वोह हौसले क्या जो सितम से टूट जाए
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है
देह्कना है ज़ोर कितना बाजुएँ कातिल में है

तेरे सोने रूप को हम एक नई बहार देंगे
अपने ही लहूँ से तेरा रंग हम निखार देंगे
देश मेरे देश तुझपे जिंदगी भी वार देंगे
देश मेरे देश तुझपे जिंदगी भी वार देंगे
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है
देह्कना है ज़ोर कितना बाजुएँ कातिल में है

खुशबू बनके महका करेंगे हम लेलाहती हर फसलो में
सास बन के हम गुन गुनायेंगे आने वाली हर नस्लों में हम
खुशबू बनके महका करेंगे हम लेलाहती हर फसलो में
सास बन के हम गुन गुनायेंगे आने वाली हर नस्लों में हम
आने वाली आने वाली नस्लों में हम
सरफरोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में है
देह्कना है ज़ोर कितना बाजुएँ कातिल में है
वक्त आने पे बता देंगे तुझे है आसमान
क्या बातें हम जुनूनें शोक किस मंजिल में है  " 

“Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge... At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India
will awake to life and freedom.”

-Jawaharlal Nehru

..:!!_FriendShip_!!:..

Friendship . . .

. . . is you.
. . . is love.
. . . is shared.
. . . is forgiving.
. . . is understanding.
. . . is shared secrets.
. . . heals many hurts.
. . . is not judgmental.
. . . is shared laughter.
. . . is slow and steady.
. . . can be angry at times.
. . . is dependable and true.
. . . is more precious than silver or gold.
. . . is meant to be savored like fine wine.
. . . is not perfect, much like we are not perfect.
. . . does not hold grudges or demand perfection.
. . . makes all the wrong things in life, right somehow.
. . . is meant to be gulped like lemonade on a hot summer day.
. . . is always there, through times of trial, happy times and hard times.
. . . just happens, but once discovered, needs to be tended like a beautiful garden.
. . . is a road to be traveled slowly, remembering the sights and sounds.
. . . is strength when you are too weak to notice its there.
. . . is a cherished moment of mutual understanding.
. . . reaches into your heart and grabs a firm hold.
. . . is a refreshing rain on a hot day.
. . . is sunshine through the clouds.
. . . cannot be forced or induced.
. . . is relaxed and comfortable.
. . . is a shoulder to lean on.
. . . is an ear to whine to.
. . . gets better with age.
. . . is shared tears.
. . . is shared pain.
. . . is shared joy.
. . . is shared.
. . . is love.
. . . is you.

..:!!_Roses_!!:..

Roses...

A lovely rose with petals soft
A scent so sweet and light
So beautiful a flower
With colors shining bright.
But something not so savory
About the fragrant rose -
The thorns, so sharp upon the stem,
That sharpen as it grows.
Yet still lovely is the flower
Despite the thorns that prick
Just as life and love are sweet
They too have thorns that stick.
But do not fear to live or love,
Life's not exempt from pain -
So pick a rose, you may get hurt,
But you will also gain!