He who keeps company, in lone dark night,
If dead suddenly, turns object of fright!
With a begging bowl, I vie to reach the gate
Of palace I built* and lived in my birth last!
(* Hindus believe that the soul of a dead person will
have rebirth elsewhere)
What anybody could give in abundance
To others, in time of distress, is advice!
Know, thou were not born nor shall die at thy wish;
Thence, time in between is not thine to lavish!
Don't try to throw stones from glass roof,
Unless the glass is bullet proof!
Disease is always like a guest
Comes at unexpected moment!
You can kick even the air afar,
If it is put in a ball of rubber!
Water flows only on slopes
The life flows solely on hopes!
Wondrous monument for departed wife Tajmahal.
Could she ever enjoy that architectural marvel?
Hot morning news in evening turns cold;
Tomorrow history and, then, tales old!
Building castles in the air, does the idle;
Won't building a hut on the land be ideal!
When thy name scales thro' the ladder of fame,
Know, it is someone else did give thee a name!
One who feels ignorant only can gain knowledge
As empty vessel has enough space for storage!
Life is like a brittle sheet of glass:
Transparent, breaks on being careless!
Even dirty efflux from stable
Holy Ganges laps with no grumble!
"Rolling stone gathers no moss"
It will only deplete its mass!
You have something, you will feel a lot you have not;
When you have not any, will not feel you have not.
Only thro' crooked stairs and power-lifts
Man can reach unto enviable heights!
Souls of amoeba and an elephant,
By mass and shape would not be different!
Nudity is not sex appealing;
It lies in dressing half-revealing!
Man has no permanent foe or friend,
For he has an ever-changing mind.
Woman's bosom is Ocean of Milk for the baby;
Reposing bed, to compose, for grief-stricken hubby!
I don't long for fame as son of my father;
But, indeed, wish to earn name as an author.
"None in this world is perfect" a diction;
But, everyone claims to be an exception!
Man slays gentle peacock to gather its quill
And present a "peacock dance" to show his skill!
The needy nurtures no formality;
Not patience to wait till maturity!
Any event, however long, should end;
Even God's incarnations have ended!
Thoughtless act in split moment
Gets man long years in punishment.
Poor man's mistake could be a crime;
Rich man's crime could be a mistake!
The evil is not evil always;
And the good need not be good always!
One's internal and external beauty
Is assessed by external entity!
If you don't do what you have to do,
Someone will do what you may not do!
Between man and man, man is the enemy;
Man to man, managing man is difficult!
If you go on doing good, God will do you good;
If the God doesn't do good, none would say good God!
If you look once again, what you have done earlier,
After years, you will feel you could have done better!
If you shy ever to make a debut,
Opportunities will fight shy of you!
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