Dil Par Patthar Rakhna

Religion does not teach us to hold enmity among ourselves. We are of Hind, and Hindustan is our homeland.

To be the dew that cools the heart of the tulip — and the storm that makes the hearts of rivers tremble.

Though my manner of saying it is not especially dazzling — perhaps, even so, my words may sink into your heart.

You have imagined that God dwells within stone idols — for me, every single speck of my homeland's dust is itself a deity.

The nest of your selfhood is inside your own heart — the way the whole sky lives inside the pupil of an eye.

Love is the first teacher of intellect, heart and sight. Without love, even law and faith become only a temple of empty ideas.