Love cannot be seeded into someone. It is a fire that is difficult to kindle but once it takes on, it is equally difficult to extinguish.

I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life!

Love cannot be seeded into someone. It is a fire that is difficult to kindle but once it takes on, it is equally difficult to extinguish.

Whereas it is difficult for everything to work out easily, A man cannot even afford to be a human

Lest we forget: It is easy to be human, very hard to be humane

The drop grows happy by losing itself in the river.

Consumed by the agony of remembrance The remembrance of night's festive company The one remaining candle flickers and dies.