Showing posts with label Nice lines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nice lines. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And—which is more—you'll be a Man my son!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

To strive, to seek, to find

It may be that the gulfs will wash us down,
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
and though We are not now that strength which in old days,
Moved earth and heaven,
that which we are, we are.
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

- Lord Alfred Tennyson

Saturday, September 05, 2009

Shaayad...

Ahed-e-masti hai
log kehte hain

Mai-parasti hain
log kehte hain

(I think the 4 lines together means, the worship of wine aka mai promises enjoyment...Its a complicated and unusual combination of urdu words, not usually found together)

Shaayad ek baar ujad ke naa base
Shaayad ek baar ujad ke naa base
Dil ki basti hain, log kehte hain....

(These lines are the killer ones)

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Nothing

Nothing good, nothing bad, nothing ventured
Nothing gained, nothing still-born or lost,
Nothing further than proof nothing wilder than youth
Nothing older than time, nothing sweeter than wine
Nothing physically, recklessly, hopelessly blind
Nothing I couldn't say
Nothing why 'cos today
(daridra)Nothing rhymed