bhavyanaama

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flowers in common

from “Jahangir and His Vizier, I'timad al-Daula”, Folio from the Shah Jahan Album.

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Let us seek the religion of this and other people not in their gods but in Man, who dreamed of his own infinity and majestically worked for all time, defying danger and death.

Religion of Man, Rabindranath Tagore

#rabindranath tagore #poetry #philosophy #religion

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Gifs for life ft. Addy (Rahil Azam)

#addy #rahilazam #rahil

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Loose shirt, loose pants, loose hair with a loose smile…

Rahil Azam as Addy in Parrivaar (2007-08)

#rahilazam #tv shows #rahil #cute

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The peoples, being living personalities, must have their self-expression, and this leads to their distinctive creations. These creations are literature, art, social symbols and ceremonials. They are like different dishes at one common feast. They add richness to our enjoyment and understanding of truth. They are making the world of man fertile of life and variedly beautiful.

- Rabindranath Tagore in ‘Creative Unity’

#rabindranath tagore #philosophy #art #humans

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“Love is the ultimate meaning of everything around us. It is not a mere sentiment; it is truth; it is the joy that is at the root of all creation.”

— Rabindranath Tagore

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Between the artist and his art must be that perfect detachment which is the pure medium of love. He must never make use of this love except for its own perfect expression.

- Rabindranath Tagore, Creative Unity

#rabindranath tagore #art #artist

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ज़िंदगी नाम है कुछ लम्हों का, और उन में भी वही इक लम्हा जिस में दो बोलती आँखें चाय की प्याली से जब उट्ठीं तो दिल में डूबीं

- Kaifi Azmi

बस यूँही बैठे रहो, हाथ में हाथ लिए ग़म की सौग़ात लिए, गर्मी-ए-जज़्बात लिए

कौन जाने कि उसी लम्हे में, दूर पर्बत पे कहीं बर्फ़ पिघलने ही लगे…

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“तुम्हे पता है चन्दर, बर्फ क्यों गिरती है ?”, पम्मी ने पुछा, “शायद...आसमान का दिल पिघल रहा है”, बहुत ‘सोच-विचार’ करके चन्दर ने जवाब दिया|

“ह्म्म…आसमान का भी दिल पिघलता है!”, पम्मी ने चन्दर की टोपी पर जमी बर्फ को झड़काते हुए पुछा, “और तुम्हारा?”

चन्दर ने बर्फीली वादियों से नज़रें हटाकर पम्मी की ओर कर ली | पम्मी की आँखों में उम्मीद की पतली परतों के मंडराते बादल को देख चन्दर ने उसे अपनी हंसी के झोंके से उड़ा दिया |

“मैं बादल नहीं हूँ पम्मी जी |”

कश्मीर के सर्द aesthetics को , और पम्मी के नज़रिये को (kind of)...कहीं कैद करना ही था ❤️❄️ जैसे जैसे समझ आता जा रहा है, वैसे वैसे हर किरदार का नजरिया समझने की उत्सुकता बढ़ती जा रही है |

#kaifi azmi #rahilazam #poetry #nazm #sahitya #gunahonkadevta #etcets #ekthachanderekthisudha #kashmir #tv shows

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Pyaasa, 1957

मैं दूर जा रहा हूँ, गुलाब |

कहाँ ?

जहाँ से मुझे और दूर न जाना पड़े |

बस...यही कहने आये थे ?

साथ चलोगी ?

#guru dutt #waheeda rehman #cinema #indian cinema #pyaasa #hindi movies #character dialogue

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Pyaasa, 1957

#guru dutt #indian cinema #black and white #cinema #waheeda rehman #movies #pyaasa

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यदि तुम मुझसे प्रेम करते हो, चन्दर, तो मुझे मेरा आनंद माफ़ करना |

[ if you love me, beloved, forgive me my joy ]

जब अगर मैं अपने सिंघासन पर बैठ कर तुम्हे अपने प्रेम के अत्याचार से बाध्य कर���ँ,

[when I sit on my throne and rule you with my tyranny of love]

जब अगर एक देवी की तरह मैं तुम्हे अपना अनुग्रह दान करूँ,

[when like a goddess I grant you my favour]

[written by Rabindranath Tagore, जिसे translate करने की छोटी सी कोशिश की है, सुधा के लिए]

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मेरा घमंड तुम झेल लेना चन्दर, और मुझे मेरा आनंद माफ़ करना |

[bear with my pride, beloved, and forgive me my joy.]

- तुम्हारी सुधि

#rahilazam #ekthachanderekthisudha #gunahonkadevta #sahitya #poetry #rabindranath tagore #chander #sudha #etcets #show #hindi poetry #hindi literature

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Why do you put me to shame?

-Rabindranath Tagore

Not a rose did I gathered from your garden, not a fruit did I pluck.

I humbly took my shelter under the wayside shade where every strange traveler may stand.

Not a rose did I pluck.

Yes, my feet were tired, and the shower of rain come down.

The wind cried out among the swaying bamboo branches.

The clouds ran across the sky as though in the flight from defeat.

My feet were tired.

I know not what you thought of me or for whom you were waiting at your door…

Flashes of lightning dazzled your watching eyes.

How could I know that you could see me where I stood in the dark?

I know not what you thought of me.

The day is ended, and the rain has ceased for a moment.

I leave the shadow of the tree at the end of your garden and this seat on the grass.

It has darkened; shut your door; I go my way.

The day is ended…

#rabindranath tagore #rahil azam #rahilazam #dheeredheerese #poetry #tv shows

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When she passed by me with quick steps, the end of her skirt touched me.

From the unknown island of a heart came a sudden warm breath of spring.

A flutter of a flitting touch brushed me and vanished in a moment, like a torn flower petal blown in the breeze.

It fell upon my heart like a sigh of her body and whisper of her heart…

-Rabindranath Tagore, the Gardener

#rabindranath tagore #rahilazam #dheeredheerese #oldschool #poetic