Jasdeep Dhaliwal Quotes

Once the seed of love peneterates deep down and takes its root, it cannot be blown away, even by the immortal gusts of wind! ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

Let the stars illuminate the basked love of your life. Never let the raw renderings cast a shadow over your sparkling heart. Let the lament of your soul become the music of your own body! Be your own master! ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

I went...
where ever the road took me. ~ Jasdeep K. Sandhu

Hatred is an unwanted domain of our heart. It obstructs the most harmonious way between you and your love. If you totally rely on what hate delivers, you'll be dazzled by its outcomes. So chase the path of love. Climb up the first stair and you won't need to wander over the entire staircase to look for its outcome. ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

Unlike the summer sun,
my life has started to fade
Forsaken by the memories of thee,
which once shone like the jade.
My eyes elude the moist fear,
and are now as dry as hay
Melancholy cries are all I hear,
'Will you be there?' I daresay! ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

The forbidden love is the sea, let your thirsty eyes drink from it. ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

Each love dopes you in its own way. Never assume that each ecstasy will be the same! ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

I write poems. I'm often laughed at for doing so. My friends and foes, who were born in 1980's or even later aren't savvy with this concept of the reading and writing poems. They're probably not at fault because while they were being brought up in their respective environments, they weren't really taught how to appreciate poetry. Sadly, those same indifferent souls are now raising their children in the same robotic way, keeping them away from an art form as pure as poetry. Anyway, on the path my life, my poems, written and unwritten, are spread throughout like breadcrumbs. Alas! I'm savouring these breadcrumbs alone because no one has chosen to walk by me, maybe because they're skeptic about the taste of these crumbs. They've hypothetically assumed that these crumbs, these poems are bitter. Sigh! They aren't courageous enough to gather the strength to actually taste them. Perhaps this way, the real sweetness of my crumbs, of my poems stays obscured to them. But I haven't let them crush this sweetness beneath their feet and that's why, I've chosen to walk alone instead. How can I not savour these crumbs if I already know that they're leading me to the apex of my life? How can I not write poems if a voice inside me is constantly pecking my hands to give it a form? This voice is my meditation. This voice is my shadow, a shadow which is stubborn enough to remain intact even when I'll be gone. This voice is my concrete, the concrete that I'm made up of. This voice is my power, the ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

Only good liers can be good at depicting whether the other person is lying or not. A truthful person often remains subdued from the harsh realities of the society. ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

That crack in your broken heart is actually the place from where love enters inside you. ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

If we saw ourselves through the people's eyes we wouldn't be us anymore,we would change the flaws that make us perfect. ~ Pravin Dhaliwal

To watch the dawn emerge from the night undoubtedly gives a heavenly feeling! The fresh sun rays entwine with the dark horizon and peep out of the creek with tranquil grin. ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal

There's nothing wrong in dreaming. Right? Without dreaming, this life would actually resemble any circular phenomenon in which you start from a point, wander around the circle, and finally reach at the starting point again without any new discovery! ~ Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal