The More Loving One

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

- W. H. AUDEN

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“If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery — isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will
be better than anything else you can
imagine. If you’re going to try, go all
the way. There is no other feeling like
that. You will be alone with the gods,
and the nights will flame with fire. You
will ride life straight to perfect laughter.
It’s the only good fight there is.”

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but history will always judge
your complicity for not raising
your voice. Your choice of amorality
will be the reason that will turn
a forbearing democracy into an
authoritarian regime, because it's the
choice of the people which makes
all the difference and you chose
not to choose. You chose to close
your eyes.

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Let's_Get_Going


When the whole world is
about to crash & burn,
can we afford to be sitting
& twiddling our thumbs,
waiting for the disaster
to reach us in its wake.
It's time that we came out of
our slugfests and worked back
to restore the world, we knew,
whichever way we could and
whichever way we must.

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but in movies that love stories
are overly romanticized.
Books are frank enough to tell
you what awaits at the end of love,
Happily ever afters
or
Bitter never afters.

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is like crossing a bridge,
across which a better world
awaits.

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जो तुम जाने लगे
मेरा हँसमुख सा ये दिल
भी अब रोने लगा है।
याद नहीं ज़िंदगी बनकर रहना था तुम्हें
ना जाने कब किस ठौर मिलोगे
ये जज़्बात अब मुझे सताने लगा है।

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रब को चाहना है तो चाहो
ये बेग़ैरत रुबाई क्यूँ लिखते हो!
ग़र कोई राब्ता था तो वो है और रहेगा,
बेवफाओं की इजाज़त क्यूँ ढूँढ़ते हो!!

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/ˈreɪsɪz(ə)m/

noun

disease of the inferior mind,
affecting those lacking sense
of basic human respect, their
only hope for a cure is another
disease called color blindness.

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I confirmed my will power
As I fought my way through and
Reached the summit.

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