What is the best poem/short story/quote you read today?

What is the best poem/short story/quote you read today?

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  1. I had stumbled upon the below beautiful lines when a friend of mine had posted this as her WhatsApp status.
    “ I hope there are days when your coffee tastes like magic, your playlist makes you dance, strangers make you smile, and the night sky touches your soul. I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive .“ – Brooke Hampton
    It made me smile, not because of the lovely lines but, solely because I was able to relate to this.
    Just few days back, I got to know that I had been recognised and honored for my work. Normally, I would smile, be happy for myself and would have gone back to my usual self but this time on listening to the awesome feedback – I had tears rolling down my eyes – tears of joy – I had worked really hard for this bit and when I learnt that this effort was finally being heard and appreciated, I simply couldn’t hold back my feelings – one that simply cannot be penned –
    And at that instance my friend, I jumped with extreme joy, called every friend of mine. Though my coffee did not taste like magic but I smiled at every passing stranger. Though I am not really a playlist kind of a person yet I was in love with being alive. I laughed, I joked around and I cried. I cried because I reassured myself that one’s hardwork simply cannot go in vain. It may take time for one to receive the fruits of one’s hardwork, it may appear like your effort is just being wasted but it NEVER GOES IN VAIN.

    Human life is precious. We are superior in all the species and there is a reason.
    We can solve any freaking problem that any other species can’t solve. Obviously, life is unpredictable and uncertain.
    To everyone that’s struggling at this point in their life. No matter how much it hurts now, one day you’ll look back and realize how your struggles changed your life for the better.
    Everything’s gonna be alright.
    You’ll get there soon buddy.
    Ketan Nashit

  3. From The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
    “The bird of life is singing on the bough
    His two eternal notes of “I and Thou”—
    O! hearken well, for soon the song sings through,
    And, would we hear it, we must hear it now.
    The bird of life is singing in the sun,
    Short is his song, nor only just begun,—
    A call, a trill, a rapture, then—so soon!—
    A silence, and the song is done—is done.
    Yea! What is man that deems himself divine?
    Man is a flagon, and his soul the wine;
    Man is a reed, his soul the sound therein;
    Man is a lantern, and his soul the shine.
    Would you be happy! hearken, then, the way:
    Heed not To-morrow, heed not Yesterday;
    The magic words of life are Here and Now—
    O fools, that after some to-morrow stray!
    Were I a Sultan, say what greater bliss
    Were mine to summon to my side than this,—
    Dear gleaming face, far brighter than the moon!
    O Love! and this immortalizing kiss.
    To all of us the thought of heaven is dear—
    Why not be sure of it and make it here?
    No doubt there is a heaven yonder too,
    But ’tis so far away—and you are near.
    Men talk of heaven,—there is no heaven but here;
    Men talk of hell,—there is no hell but here;
    Men of hereafters talk, and future lives,—
    O love, there is no other life—but here.
    Look not above, there is no answer there;
    Pray not, for no one listens to your prayer;
    Near is as near to God as any Far,
    And Here is just the same deceit as There.
    But here are wine and beautiful young girls,
    Be wise and hide your sorrows in their curls,
    Dive as you will in life’s mysterious sea,
    You shall not bring us any better pearls.
    Allah, perchance, the secret word might spell;
    If Allah be, He keeps His secret well;
    What He hath hidden, who shall hope to find?
    Shall God His secret to a maggot tell?
    So since with all my passion and my skill,
    The world’s mysterious meaning mocks me still,
    Shall I not piously believe that I
    Am kept in darkness by the heavenly will?
    The Koran! well, come put me to the test—
    Lovely old book in hideous error drest—
    Believe me, I can quote the Koran too,
    The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
    And do you think that unto such as you,
    A maggot-minded, starved, fanatic crew,
    God gave the Secret, and denied it me?—
    Well, well, what matters it! believe that too.
    Old Khayyám, say you, is a debauchee;
    If only you were half so good as he!
    He sins no sins but gentle drunkenness,
    Great-hearted mirth, and kind adultery.
    But yours the cold heart, and the murderous tongue,
    The wintry soul that hates to hear a song,
    The close-shut fist, the mean and measuring eye,
    And all the little poisoned ways of wrong.
    So I be written in the Book of Love,
    I have no care about that book above;
    Erase my name, or write it, as you please—
    So I be written in the Book of Love.”

  4. This one ,
    “Accept the things, you can’t change; have the courage to change the things which you can; and have the wisdom to know the difference”.
    I got to see it when i needed it most. Thanq to the unknown person whoever wrote this .

  5. I have read this today, it really gave me such a wonderful feel. I wanna share it with u.
    Learn with passion, lead the Nation..


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