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A Rubai by Arun Shourie

Teri Sanson Ki Thakan Aur Nigahon Ka Sakoon
Dar.haqiqat Koi Rangeen Shararat He Na Ho
Main Jisey Pyar ka izhar Samajh Baitha Hoon
Wo Tabassum Wo Takallum Teri Adat He Na Ho

 

This heaving of your breath and the solace of your eyes

In reality, is it some playful mischief?

What I thought was a display of love

That Smile That Speech,is it your habit?

from this speech

 

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Nelson Mandela’s favorite poem

The poem is Invictus, by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

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Maa Ki Dua

Came across this amazing couplet (Hat Tip:Madhu Trehan)

Meray Charon Jaanib

Usi Lamha Ujaala Sa Ho Gaya

Main Ne Poocha

Tu Kawn Hai

Bari Shafqat Se Boli

Maa Ki Dua

 

My four sides

Lit up that very moment

I asked

Who are you

She replied with tenderness

Mother’s prayers

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My Wage

I bargained with Life for a penny,
And Life would pay no more,
However I begged at evening
When I counted my scanty store.
For Life is a just employer,
He gives you what you ask,
But once you have set the wages,
Why, you must bear the task.
I worked for a menial’s hire,
Only to learn, dismayed,
That any wage I had asked of Life,
Life would have willingly paid.

-Jessie B. Rittenhouse

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PM Manmohan Singh:The man who wasn’t there

This classic poem by Ogden Nash suits our Prime Minister very well

 

Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away…

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door… (slam!)

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away

-Ogden Nash