मैं दो कदम चलता और एक पल को रुकता मगर ..
इस एक पल जिन्दगी मुझसे चार कदम आगे बढ जाती ।
मैं फिर दो कदम चलता और एक पल को रुकता और .
जिन्दगी फिर मुझसे चार कदम आगे बढ जाती ।
युँ ही जिन्दगी को जीतता देख मैं मुस्कुराता और .
जिन्दगी मेरी मुस्कुराहट पर हैंरान होती ।
ये सिलसिला यहीं चलता रहता ..

फिर एक दिन मुझे हंसता देख एक सितारे ने पुछा .
" तुम हार कर भी मुस्कुराते हो ! क्या तुम्हें दुख नहीं होता हार का ? "
तब मैंनें कहा .
मुझे पता हैं एक ऐसी सरहद आयेगी जहाँ से आगे
जिन्दगी चार कदम तो क्या एक कदम भी आगे ना बढ पायेगी,
तब जिन्दगी मेरा इन्तज़ार करेगी और मैं
तब भी युँ ही चलता रुकता अपनी रफ्तार से अपनी धुन मैं वहाँ पहुँगा .
एक पल रुक कर, जिन्दगी को देख कर मुस्कुराउगा .
बीते सफर को एक नज़र देख अपने कदम फिर बढाँउगा।
ठीक उसी पल मैं जिन्दगी से जीत जाउगा
मैं अपनी हार पर भी मुस्कुराता था और अपनी जीत पर भी
मगर जिन्दगी अपनी जीत पर भी ना मुस्कुरा पाई थी और अपनी हार पर भी ना रो पायेगी ।

(BY..UNKNOWN WRITER…)

A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully, and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom and also the thorns. And he thought, How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and before it was ready to bloom, it died.

So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The God-like qualities planted in us at birth grow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realize our potential.

Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them.

One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns and find the rose within others. This is the characteristic of love, to look at a person, and knowing his faults, recognize the nobility in his soul, and help him realize that he can overcome his faults. If we show him the rose, he will conquer the thorns.

Our duty in this world is to help others by showing them their roses and not their thorns. Only then can we achieve the love we should feel for each other; only then can we bloom in our own garden
–by Unknown writer..

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Agar yahi jeena hai dosto, to marna kya hai

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