While I am quoting...
- the innocent sleep,
Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care,
The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast,--
Madhosh hamesha rahata hoon,
Khamosh hoon kab kuch kahata hoon,
Koi kya jaane, seene mein mere,
Hai bijli ka bhi angaara...
Itna na mujh se tu pyaar badha,
Ke main ek baadal aawaara....
-Rajinder Krishan, Talat Mahmood, Salil Chowdhury
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?