I'm not sure whether this song deserves a place here or not. But still I included here since "Kal Ho Naa Ho" is a good message in line with whatever I want to convey through this blog. Live your own life before it is too late..............................
kal ho naa ho...................SRK
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
In the way..............Streams in the Desert
In the time of deepest sorrow,
When Life seems without a ray,
And the wound is fresh and open,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
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When your plans and deepest projects
Shattered fell and broken lay,
And you vainly try to mend them,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
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When your prayers remain unanswered,
And you almost cease to pray,
Feeling that the heavens are brazen,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
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When your dearest hope has vanished,
When your friends forsake, betray,
And all earthly props are broken,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
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Broken rays becomes a rainbow,
Broken clods, a fruitful meadow,
Pruned vines bear richest clusters,
Cut and polished gems, rare lustres,
Harvests rise from buried grain,
Lives are born through grief and pain,
God dwells in the broken clay,
He alone leads "in the way"
When Life seems without a ray,
And the wound is fresh and open,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When your plans and deepest projects
Shattered fell and broken lay,
And you vainly try to mend them,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When your prayers remain unanswered,
And you almost cease to pray,
Feeling that the heavens are brazen,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When your dearest hope has vanished,
When your friends forsake, betray,
And all earthly props are broken,
Can you see Him "in the way?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Broken rays becomes a rainbow,
Broken clods, a fruitful meadow,
Pruned vines bear richest clusters,
Cut and polished gems, rare lustres,
Harvests rise from buried grain,
Lives are born through grief and pain,
God dwells in the broken clay,
He alone leads "in the way"
Ambition.........Streams in the Desert
Make me Thy labourer,
Let me not dream of ever looking back,
Let not my knees be feeble, hands be slack,
O make me strong to labour, strong to bear,
From the rising of the morning till stars appear.
Let me not dream of ever looking back,
Let not my knees be feeble, hands be slack,
O make me strong to labour, strong to bear,
From the rising of the morning till stars appear.
My Favourite one.........................
For every hill I've had to climb,
For every stone that bruised my feet,
For all the blood and sweat and grime,
For blinding storms and burning heat,
My heart sings but a grateful song,
These were the things that made me strong.
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For all the heartaches and the tears,
For all the anguish and the fears,
For gloomy days and fruitless years,
And for the hopes that lived in vain,
I do give thanks for now I know,
These were the things that helped me grow----Unkown (Streams in the Desert)
For every stone that bruised my feet,
For all the blood and sweat and grime,
For blinding storms and burning heat,
My heart sings but a grateful song,
These were the things that made me strong.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
For all the heartaches and the tears,
For all the anguish and the fears,
For gloomy days and fruitless years,
And for the hopes that lived in vain,
I do give thanks for now I know,
These were the things that helped me grow----Unkown (Streams in the Desert)
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