I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life! — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
Since sorrow follows joy As autumn does the spring Man must transcend the joys Of earth, which sorrows bring. — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
This earth, burnished by hearing the name, is so certain of love, that the sky bends unceasingly down, to greet its own light. — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
Consumed by the agony of remembrance The remembrance of night's festive company The one remaining candle flickers and dies. — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
In the deadly sweep Of every wave, A thousand dangers lie in wait. — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
When nothing was, then God was there, Had nothing been God would have been; My being has defeated me, Had I not been, what… — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
Alas, not all things in life are easy; Even man struggles to be human. — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
Whereas it is difficult for everything to work out easily, A man cannot even afford to be a human — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
“Yaad-e-Mazi Aazab Hai Ya Rab... Cheen Lay Mujh Say Hafiza Mera….!!!” — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
“Bazeecha-e-atfal hai duniya mere aage, Hota hai shab-o-roz tamasha mere aage” — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
I asked my soul: What is Delhi? She replied: The world is the body and Delhi its life! — Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib Copy Share Image
