I stand alone akin to a lighthouse trying to guide others in the dark. But it is up to the others whether to believe in the light or just consider me as a pillar of stone standing in the dark. The truth is that it is my destiny to stand in solitude braving all weather without expecting anything in return.

 Love is the highest spiritual practice.

The boundaries between ourselves and others melt,

and we experience the true “We” and true Oneness.

Love is the way the Divine manifests and flows

in a tangible form from human to human.

That’s how we get to experience heaven on earth—

through loving each other.

 Dilon mein tum apni

Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Nazar mein khwabon ki
Bijliyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Hawa ke jhokon ke jaise
Aazad rehna sikho
Tum ek dariya ke jaise
Lehron mein behna sikho
Har ek lamhe se tum milo
Khole apni bhaayein
Har ek pal ek naya sama
Dekhen yeh nigahaein
Jo apni aankhon mein
Hairaniyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Dilon mein tum apni
Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum

 Pighlay neelam sa behta hua yeh samaan

Neeli neeli si khamoshiyaan
Na kahin hai zameen
Na kahin aasmaan
Sarsaraati huyi tehniyaan, pattiyaan
Keh rahi hain ki bas ek tum ho yahaan
Sirf main hoon meri saansein hain aur meri dhadkanein
Aisi gehraiyaan
Aisi tanhaiyaan
Aur main sirf main
Apne honay pe mujhko yaqeen aa gaya

 Jab jab dard ka baadal chaya

Jab ghum ka saya lehraya
Jab aansoon palkon tak aya
Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraya

Humne dil ko yeh samjhaya
…Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai
Duniya mein yunhi hota hai

Yeh jo gehre sannate hain
Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain
Thoda ghum hai sabka qissa
Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa
Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai
Har pal ek naya mausam hai
Kyun tu aise pal khota hai
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai

 Ik baat honton tak hai jo aayi nahin

Bas ankhon say hai jhaankti
Tumse kabhi, mujhse kabhi
Kuch lafz hain woh maangti
Jinko pehanke honton tak aa jaaye woh
…Aawaaz ki baahon mein baahein daalke ithlaye woh
Lekin jo yeh ik baat hai
Ahsas hi ahsas hai

Khushboo si hai jaise hawa mein tairti
Khushboo jo be-aawaaz hai
Jiska pata tumko bhi hai
Jiski khabar mujhko bhi hai
Duniya se bhi chhupta nahin
Yeh jaane kaisa raaz hai

 कभी तानों में कटेगी,

कभी तारीफों में;
ये जिंदगी है यारों,
पल पल घटेगी !
पाने को कुछ नहीं,
ले जाने को कुछ नहीं;
फिर भी क्यों चिंता करते हो !
इससे सिर्फ खूबसूरती घटेगी,
ये जिंदगी है यारों पल पल घटेगी !!

बार बार रफू करता रहता हूँ,
...जिन्दगी की जेब !!
कम्बखत फिर भी, निकल जाते हैं...,
खुशियों के कुछ लम्हें !!

ज़िन्दगी में सारा झगड़ा ही...
ख़्वाहिशों का है !!
ना तो किसी को गम चाहिए,
ना ही किसी को कम चाहिए !!

खटखटाते रहिए दरवाजा...,
एक दूसरे के मन का;
मुलाकातें ना सही,
आहटें आती रहनी चाहिए !!

उड़ जाएंगे एक दिन ...,
तस्वीर से रंगों की तरह!
हम वक्त की टहनी पर...,
बेठे हैं परिंदों की तरह !!

बोली बता देती है,इंसान कैसा है!
बहस बता देती है, ज्ञान कैसा है!
घमण्ड बता देता है, कितना पैसा है !
संस्कार बता देते है, परिवार कैसा है !!

ना राज़* है... "ज़िन्दगी",
ना नाराज़ है... "ज़िन्दगी";
बस जो है, वो आज है, ज़िन्दगी!

मिलने को तो हर शख्स,
हमसे बड़ा एहतराम से मिला,
पर जो भी मिला...,
किसी ना किसी काम से मिला !!

जीवन की किताबों पर,
बेशक नया कवर चढ़ाइये;
पर...बिखरे पन्नों को,
पहले प्यार से चिपकाइये !!!!!

ખોટું લાગી જાય એવું સત્ય જરૂર બોલજો,

પણ સત્ય લાગે એવું ખોટું ક્યારેય ના બોલતા.....

"Your memory feels like home to me.
So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you..."

We come alone and we go alone. Between these two alonenesses we create all the dreams of togetherness – relationship, love, family, friends, clubs, societies, nations, churches and organizations.
Alone we come, alone we go.
Aloneness is our ultimate nature.
But in between these two, how many dreams we dream!
One becomes a husband or a wife, a father or a mother. One accumulates money, power, prestige and respectability…knowing perfectly well that you come empty-handed and you go empty-handed.
You cannot take a thing from here. Still one goes on accumulating, still one goes on becoming attached, more and more attached, more and more rooted in this world from where we have to leave.
Use this world as a caravanserai; don’t make a home in it.
Use it, certainly, but don’t be used by it.
There is no point in possessing anything because the moment you start possessing something you are possessed by it. The more you possess the more you are possessed.
~ Osho, "The Secret of Secrets"

If one day you feel like crying… call me I don’t promise that I will make you laugh but I can cry with you. If one day you want to run away Don’t be afraid to call me. I don’t promise to ask you to stop, but I can run with you. If one day you don’t want to listen to anyone call me I promise to be there for you but I also promise to remain quiet but… If one day you call and there is no answer… come fast to see me.. Perhaps I need you.” 

એક ઢળતી સાંજે મને અચાનક જ તારી યાદ આવી, જાણે વરસતી વાદલડીમાં ભીની માટીની સુગંધ આવી

You possess only that which will not be lost in death;
all else is illusion -

Friendship Of "The Souls"

Have you ever felt like you knew someone a long, long time ago?
Another place, another time, a friendship of the souls?
Two people who share a bond for reasons neither know,
A feeling that they were friends, a long, long time ago?

Did they stumble onto each other by pure circumstance,
Or was it fate and destiny that played a certain hand?
Two souls intertwined, they are worlds apart,
But the soul, it knows no difference, in matters of the heart.

Somehow they are drawn together, fate has brought them back,
Each living worlds apart, they journey separate paths,
When this life is over, and a new life begins,
Their souls will find each other, two souls that we call friends.

The truth of one’s soul is silent
important only to oneself
for my truths are not necessarily your truths’
so silent it will be
until in silence our truths
will meet and we laugh
to find that they are only
reflections of one another.

I am the wind, sea & sail
I am the ship for any gale
I am the sky, cloud filled blue
I am it all, strong and true
I am setting off to far new lands
I am it all, Godself in man.

The beauty I see in you
is not just the beauty of your face,
It is the beauty of your soul.

The love I feel for you,
is not the love of your physical being,
It is the love for your soul, your inner being.
And that love, that feeling is
so beautiful, that it cannot be explained.
It is something that has no bounds, no limits.

It is completely free,
free like the air, free like the ocean.
It is not bound by
space, time or age.

And therefore even though we rarely meet,
I am always loving you,
and you are always with me.

-  Abhay

Friendship is something that grows through the years
Withstanding feelings of anger, joy and tears
It is something you cannot live without
A friend you can turn to when in doubt
They should listen carefully and not speak a word
For you would do the same when they want to be heard
A person you can confide in, learn from and trust
This is a friend and everyone must be able to have someone just like this
Not a boyfriend to hug, cuddle and kiss
But a person so special, faithful and true
The only one I can think of is a person like you
Our friendship is strong, healthy and great
Through the years I see its wonderful fate
A fate of laughs, greatness and fun
We have only one life to live and this is the one
The past- full of memories that runs through my head
The bad ones never talked about or said
Every moment of life should glisten with fresh morning dew
This reminds me of the greatest friendship one ever knew.