Kahan sy laayen fursat hum gham-e-dunya k liye “saqi” jo jagein tu woh khayalon ka malik, jo soein tu woh khuwabon ka malik.
Alfaz k jhoote bandan main raz k gheray pardon main har shakhs mohabat karta hai halan ke mohabat kuch bhi nhin sab jhoote rishte nate hain sab dil rakhne ki batein hain sab asli roop chupate hain ehsas se khali log yahan lafzon k teer chalatey hain ik bar nazar main aa kar wo phir sari umer rulate hain ye ishq mohabat mehr-o-wafa ye sab kehne ki batain hain har shahks khudi ki musti main bus apni khatir jeeta hai
Sath nahi rehne se rishte nahi tuta karte, waqt ki dhundh se lamhe nahi tuta karte, log kehte he mera sapna toot gaya, tooti neend hai sapne nahi tuta karte
The tragedy of life doesn't lie in not reaching your goal. the tragedy lies in having no goal to reach. it isn't a calamity to die with dreams unfilled, but it is a calamity not to dream. it is not disgrace to reach the stars,but it is a disgrace to !!
You are never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true. you may have to work for it, however.
I have always been amazed at the way an ordinary observer lends so much more credence and attaches so much more importance to waking events than to those occurring in dreams.. man..is above all the plaything of his memory.
If growing up is the process of creating ideas and dreams about what life should be, then maturity is letting go again.
Though i know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams i had.
The dream was always running ahead of me. to catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle.
If we hope for what we are not likely to possess, we act and think in vain,and make life a greater dream and shadow than it really is.