Shardhanjali to great martyr.......Bhagat Singh

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Marriage :-
" Marriage is popular because it combines the maximum of temptation with maximum of opportunity ."
" the essential function of marriage is the continuance of the race , as stated in the Book of Common Prayers."
" The accidental function of marriage is the gratification of amoristic sentiment of mankind ."
"The artificial sterilization of marriage make it possible for marriage to fulfill the accidental function while negating its essential one ."
" The most revolutionary invention of XIX century was the artificial sterlization of marriage."

 

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Crime and Punishment :-
" Imprisionment is as irrevocable as death"
" Criminals do not die by the hand of law .They die by the hand of other men."
"Associations on the scaffold is the worst form of assassination , because ----- invested by the approval of society."
PAGE 5 of notes
" It is the deed that eaches , not the name we give it ‘Murder’ and ‘Capital punishment ‘ are not opposite that cancel one another , but similiars that bread their kind."
"Crime is only the retail department of what , in wholesale , we call "Penal law".
"When a man wants to murder a tiger, he call it sport when a tiger wants to murder a man call it ferocity . the distinction between Crime and justice is no greater.
" It is not necessary to replace a guillotined criminal; it is necessary to replace guillotine and social system."

 

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"In a stupid nation the man of genius becomes a god , every body worships him; and no body does his will."
"Property , said Proudhan , is theft , This is only perfect truism that has been uttered on the subject ." Pages 233
"No doubt it is easy to demonstrate that property will destroy society ,unless society destroy it. No doubt ,also, property has hither to hold its own and destroyed all the Empires. "

 

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Jfar Admi usko na janiey ga
Vo ho kesa bhee sahibe fahmo jada
Jise aish mein yade khuda na rahi ,
Jise taish mein khofe khuda na raha
Main garon se hargij nahin rota
Kinu ke mere sath jo kush kia
vo mere ashna ne kia

 

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Ya dava nihin dil mein tere siva
Inhe Ijlas asha
kaide tanhai hui

 

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Ai Saiad Ajadi ho lakhon marne
Phir dam ke niche tarhfane ka tamasha aur hai


main Ne mana dahir ko hak ne kia paida wala
Main vo khalif hun meri kunse khuda paida hua

 

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Sacrifice :--- " Sacrifice was adorable only when it was directly or remotely , but reasonably felt to be indispensable for success. Sacrifice that leads not to ultimate success is suicidal and had no place in the tactics of Maratha warfare"

 

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" Go Freedom , whose smiles we shall never resign ,
Go tell the invaders , the Dances ,
‘Tis sweater to bleed for an ageat thy shrine
Then to sleep but a minute in chains ."

 

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Here with a loaf of bread beneath the Bough,
A Flask of Wine , a book of verse -- and Thou
Besides me singing in the Wilderness --
And wilderness is paradise now

 

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Page 19
Freedom
Men! whose boast it is that ye
Come of fathers brave and free,
If there breathe on earth a slave,
Are you truely free and brave?
If ye do not feel the chain
When it works a brother’s pain
Are ye not base slaves indeed
Slaves unworthy to be freed?
Is true Freedom but to break
Fetters for our own dear sake,
And , with leathern hearts , forget
That we owe mankind a debt?
No! true Freedom is to share
All the chains our brothers wear ,
And, with heart and hand , to be
Earnest to make others free!

They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
They are slaves who will not choose
Hatered, scoffing and abuse,
Rather than in silence shrink
From the truth they needs must think:
They are slaves who dare not be
In the right with two or threee

 

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Full many a gem of purest ray serene,
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear;
Full many a flower is harm to blush unseen
And waste it sweetness on the desert air.

 

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Page 21 Not a grave of the murdered for freedom ,
but grows seed for freedom , in its turn to beer seed,
Which the wind carry afar and re-sow , and the
rains and the snows nourish .
Not a disembodied spirit can the weapons of tyrants let loose,
But it stalks invincibily over the earth , whispring, counselling cautioning.

 

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Fight for Freedom The power of armies is visible thing
Formal and circumscribed in time and space
But who then limits that power shall trace
Which a brave people into light can bring
Or hide ,at will ,- for freedom combating
By just revenge inflamed? No foot may chase,
No eye can follow , to a fatal place
That power that spirit whether on the wing
Like strong wind , or sleeping like the wind
Within its awful caves ----- from year to year
Spring this indigenous produce far and near;
No craft this subtle element can bind,
Rising like water from the soil , to find .
In every nook a lip that it may cheer,

 

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page 26
<DIR><DIR><DIR>THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE
<DIR><DIR><DIR><DIR><DIR><DIR>I.
</DIR></DIR></DIR>Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!’ he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
<DIR><DIR><DIR>II.
</DIR></DIR></DIR>‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d:
Their’s not to make reply,
Their’s not to reason why,
Their’s but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
<DIR><DIR><DIR>III.
</DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR>Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell

<DIR><DIR><DIR><DIR><DIR><DIR>Rode the six hundred.
<DIR><DIR><DIR>IV.
</DIR></DIR></DIR>Flash’d all their sabres bare,
Flash’d as they turn’d in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder’d:
</DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR></DIR>

 

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page27
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro’ the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel’d from the sabre-stroke
Shatter’d and sunder’d.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.
<DIR><DIR><DIR>V.
</DIR></DIR></DIR>Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
<DIR><DIR><DIR>VI.
</DIR></DIR></DIR>When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder’d.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred

 

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{URDU }
Dil De To Iss Mizaaj kai Parwardigar De
Jo Gam kee Ghari Ko Bhee Khushi se Gujar De

Sajaa Kar Mayyiat-e-umeed naakami kePhoolon Se
Kisi Hamdarad ne Rakh di mere toote hue Dil main

Chherh naa ai Farishte ! tu zikre ghame -Jaanaanaan
Kyon yaad dilaate ho Bhulaa Huaa Afsaanaa