White Lotus in blossom…

Aa ja re aa zara

Posted in Hindi (Old), Rafi, The Sound of Music by ytelotus on May 27, 2013


Posted in Methinks, Urdu poetry by ytelotus on May 22, 2013

क्यों बदलती है तबीयत मौसम के बदलने से
जैसे भीगा हुआ एह्सास ओस के गिरने से
खिल उठता है दिल फूलों के खिलने से
उकसा जाती हूँ दरिया के समँदर से मिलने से
क्यों … ?


Nature’s signature

Posted in Art of education, Methinks by ytelotus on May 19, 2013

Nature has been man’s first teacher.  In observing nature, man  began to discern patterns.  Furthermore, these patterns seemed to exhibit constancy in their properties, making way for man to study them in detail and formulate theories.  And thus evolved the various branches of science and mathematics, as tools to express and quantify Nature’s happenings.  These discoveries further formed the basis of inventions useful in man’s day-to-day life.



Posted in Faiz Ahmed Faiz, Language & Literature, Urdu by ytelotus on May 18, 2013

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Revolutionary by tone, thro’ this poetry, Faiz Ahmed Faiz urges the reader to speak up, for the lips are not sealed,  for the words are yours, for your soul is your own, for time is running out, for truth has to prevail…

Poem :

Bol ke lab azad hain tere
Bol, zabaan ab tak terii hai
Tera sutvaan jism hai tera
Bol ke jaan ab tak terii hai



Posted in Pearls of Wisdom, Quotations by ytelotus on May 8, 2013

Jiddu Krishnamurti

“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”

Albert Einstein

“By an application of the theory of relativity to the taste of readers, to-day in Germany I am called a German man of science, and in England I am represented as a Swiss Jew. If I come to be regarded as a bête noire the descriptions will be reversed, and I shall become a Swiss Jew for the Germans and a German man of science for the English!”

Eknath Easwaran

“Love requires a center within oneself which nothing can shake – a sanctum sanctorum into which we can always retire to renew our strength and security.  That is the purpose of meditation.”

Albert Camus

“I think my life is of great importance, but I also think it is meaningless.”