Ristedaron se bda koi Dushman nhi,
Padosiyon se bda koi Jasus nhi,
Dost se bda Koi Marham nhi,
Maa baap se bda koi Karj nhi aur
In sabse chhutne ka koi Rasta nhi,,

Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life.

No!” Linus sounds really shocked. Shocked, embarrassed, discomfited. Kind of mortified. Like he can’t believe I would say that. (I’m getting all this from one syllable, you understand.)

In her view when a thing was done, it was done: remorse died with the act.

Written By Graham Greene

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