The string that connects us all to each other, in its purest form, is invisible, colourless and nameless. But the identity we assume to ourselves gives it the name and colour in the form of caste, creed, race, tribe, religion and nationality.
There is one invisible string which is connecting one with everyone, and to the nature. No matter how much separated you feel from others, there is always this string that lets you remain connected. Understanding this string is love.
कुछ लोग कहते हैं, "सुख दुःख से बड़ा है," और अन्य कहते हैं, "नहीं, दुःख अधिक बड़ा है।" लेकिन मेरा अनुभव कहता हूं, यह अविभाज्य हैं। यह एक साथ आते हैं, जैसे जब कोई मेरी टेबल पर साथ अकेला बैठता है, दूसरा मेरे बिस्तर पर सोता है।.... ..
You don't belong to a place, position or person where you have to bargain your self-respect. You and your self-respect are indivisible. Don't shatter into pieces in order to adjust, because ultimately you will end up not being yourself.