Indian Quotes

a silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read.

Poems can getsleepless tooand becomethe loneliest thingin the universe.

and the afterglow...of your gaze...is the onlysweater that I need.

I breathe in...the fragranceof love, and moist sandthe onehis roses lefton both my handsI just keep on breathingevery momentas much as I canpreserving it, in my bodyfor the dayit can’t.

Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway....of my life.

Live as many lives as you can.

i want to stay curled and cosiedand chocolated....foreverin my mother’s arms.

poetrymelts my bones.enters my blood.and changesits composition.

In India, it is religion that forms the very core of the national heart. It is the backbone - the bed-rock - the foundation upon which the national edifice has been built.

The traditional Indian mind has been for centuries, and still is, first religious, and then everything else.

Your job won't take care of you when you'll be sailing through loneliness or going though a tragedy in life. Your friends will. Make good friends and stay in touch.

We are the children of a womb.Yet we differentiate each other, On color, creed and the sizes of our tombs!!

It is all about the trade of ignorance. And India is such a bronze-age nation that is filled with these trades (astrology, palm reading, vastushashtra and others).

Get rid of your useless ceremonials and be educated like your ancient ancestors – Aryabhatta, Brahmagupta, Susruta and others. Make education your purpose of life and spread it among the masses.

When it comes to lovedo not eversettle for anythingless than magical.

Do couples in arranged marriage actually fall in love

a single poemthe thing that can keep melight on my feet, when my soul isheavy with sorrow.

He had become enveloped in the Indian Summer of the Soul.

If I began to drawmyself away from youwe’d still be liketwo mixed colors of paintimpossible to separate.

Watch, how the sunslowly risesfrom behind my earnew lines, new countriesspring up in my palmsmy rough hairbecome swaying silkand all the leavesin my bodybecome lusher than fruits.

When my grandchildren ask me what I did in the '42 movement [Quit India Movement] I say - "I waited for it.

And stay, my dearstay...forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.

leave me some musicthat’s chocolate for the heart.

Who can declare that money is not a power which rulers of the world cannot withstand?

I breathe in...the silenceof my own heartaching with tendernesswith memories..Of home.

I wish to stay drenchedforeverin those rain-blue eyesin those...soul-reaching crystalsnot moving a musclenor breathingjustsavoringthis turquoise acheagainst my heart.

this heart yearns...for the salt of unsmelt airunswept thunderstorms...unknown adventures.

kisses explode when... someone believes in me when my heart cries out a song of thanks to yours.

What is the difference between a dream and its memory?

Secrets are dark things. They don’t exist in the light. Theyglow faintly in forgotten corners, in mysterious mind-nooks, in lost memory maps. Secrets are the shadows of the soul.

Brahma and AiravataLong ago in lands of golden sandBrahma turned to Saraswatiand gently kissed her inked hand....

May youalways haveopenbreezy spacesin your mind.

all the wordsall the poems know my warm, soft spots.

all my lifei have looked for poemsto elope with.

i am infinitely yearningbrimmingand overflowingin wordsi discoverit’s another wayfor meto be in tears.

Universe is an empty mirror. Life is just the reflection of your deep thoughts.

Push away the past, that vessel in which all emotions curdle to regret.

What you are trying to let go of...is already gone.

LOVE is the most incendiary element ever known, once it sparks the heart, the flame is inextinguishable.

She looked so beautiful, with every smile of hers, I was falling for her. She had the perfect set of teeth for the perfect face to make up that perfect smile.

But inside loss there can be gain, too, like the small silver spider Bela had discovered one dewy morning, curled asleep at the center of a rose.

… the greatest mystery, the greatest wonder of creation is that we are capable of both relentless reason and boundless love ... It is not about what we are, but what we can become.– Govinda Shauri

Kill them. Kill them all. Remind the world what it means to be Arya. Remind the world what it is to walk with the gods. – Syoddhan Kauravya

Kill them. Kill them all. Remind the world what it means to be Arya. Remind the world what it is to walk with the gods.– Syoddhan Kauravyaw

We are at war. There will be scars. – Uttara Vairati

I have placed my faith in humanity, but faith in the universal becomes meaningless without faith in the individual. – Panchali Draupadi

Peace is one thing, revolution is another. You were either impatient or highly optimistic to think one would lead to the other. – Panchali Draupadi.

Without love, we would not comprehend compassion.- Govinda Shauri

Noble though it may be, our way of life is nothing but servitude. It does not take long for servitude to turn to subjugation.– Shikandin Draupada

To ask how I feel about writing is to ask how I feel about breathing.