Music fills the infinite between two souls. This has been muffled by the mist of our daily habits.
Rabindranath TagoreThis little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
Rabindranath TagoreThe Taj Mahal rises above the banks of the river like a solitary tear suspended on the cheek of time.
Rabindranath Tagore