Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
‘ग़ालिब’ हमें न छेड़ कि फिर जोश-ए-अश्क से
बैठे हैं हम तहय्या-ए-तूफ़ाँ किए हुए
I was going through deep and silent water. Nothing and no-one could make me happy. Nothing and no-one could make me sad. I was tough….which is probably the saddest thing you can say about a man.
Fate gives all of us three teachers, three friends, three enemies, and three great loves in our lives. But these twelve are always disguised, and we can never know which one is which until we’ve loved them, left them, or fought them..
I went to Mumbai last weekend and the cabbie who drove me to Cafe Leopold was named Shantaram. I remembered this quote.
Any true scientist at some point would become a believer and any truly spiritual person at some point must become an atheist. A religious person, however, at any point remains an egoist whose only belief is that I know.
All great thoughts are conceived while walking ~ Nietzsche
“Remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see and about what makes the universe exist. Be curious. And however difficult life may seem, there is always something you can do, and succeed at.
It matters that you don’t just give up.”
~ Stephen Hawking
(8th Jan 1942 – 14th March 2018)