검색어: how lovely the silence of growing things” (영어 - 힌디어)

the silence of
केचुप्पी

so the silence of scientists ,
और इस बारे में वैज्ञानिकों की चुप्पी ,

in the silence of night my thoughts are the loudest
शांत लोगों के पास सबसे ऊंचा दिमाग है

painting is the silence of thought and the music of shight.c
चित्रकला मौन कविता है।

the silence of the maharshi regarding his erstwhile opponents is eloquent enough .
महर्षि द्वारा अपने पिछले विरोधियों का उत्तर न देकर मौन रहना अपने आप मे सब कुछ कह देता है ।

not because of the violence of bad people , but because of the silence of good people .
बुरे लोगों की हिंसा के कारण नहीं , बल्कि अच्छे लोग के मौन के कारण ।

the boy went back to contemplating the silence of the desert , and the sand raised by the animals .
लड़का रेगिस्तान में फैली शांति और जानवरों के खुरों से उड़ती रेत को देखता हुआ सोचता रहा ।

he was at home with the silence of the desert , and he was content just to look at the trees .
वह रेगिस्तान की खामोशी में खो गया था और पेड़ों की कतार को देखकर ही संतुष्ट था ।

the world suffers a lot . not because of the violence of bad people , but because of the silence of good people .
दुनिया बहुत कष्ट सहती है । बुरे लोगों की हिंसा के कारण नहीं , बल्कि अच्छे लोग के मौन के कारण ।

by passing away in this trance the soul departs into the silence of the highest nirvana without possibility of return into any illusory or inferior state of existence .
इस समाधि में प्रवेश करके आत्मा सर्वोच्च निर्वाण की नीरवता में चली जाती है जहां से वह सत्ता की किसी भ्रमात्मक या निम्नतर अवस्था में लौट सकती ।

he was told that there was another baba popularly called tegha , son of guru hargobind and grand uncle of guru har krishan , who dwelt in retirement in the silence of contemplation .
उसे बताया गया कि एक और बाबा है जिन्हें सब लोग तेगा के नाम से जानते हैं और जो हरगोबिन्द के पुत्र गुरु हरिकिशन के चचिया दादा हैं , और वह एकान्त में ध्यान की मौन साधना करते हैं ।

dark - ness would gradually descend on the still waters of the lake ; the silence of the evening would grow intense with the moaning of cicada and jackals howling at a distance .
झील के ठहरे हुए पानी पर अँधेरा धीरे - धीरे उतरता - चिश्चिकों की झंकार और दूर गीदड़ों के विलाप से शाम की चुप्पी और भी तीखी हो जाती थी ।

in the silence of night the clock close by on the other side of the wall ticked solemnly on , dividing the hours into halves with its dignified ding - dong ; mice rustled somewhere near .
रात के सन्नाटे में दीवार की टूसरी तरफ़ लगी घड़ी संजीदा स्वर में टिक - टिक बोलती रहती , अपनी डिंग - डांग , डिंग - डांग से समय की घड़ियों को विभाजित करती हुई ; पास ही कहीं से चूहों की खड़खड़ाहट सुनाई दे जाती ।

all existence in the world is work , force , potency , and has a dynamic effect in the whole by its mere presence , even the inertia of the clod , even the silence of the immobile buddha on the verge of nirvana .
संसार में विद्यमान सत्तामात्र - मिट्टी के ढेले की जड़ता भी और निर्वाण के किनारे पर पहुंचे हुए निश्चल बुद्ध की शान्ति भी - एक कर्म है , शक्ति है , सामर्थ्य है और वह अपनी उपस्थितिमात्र से समष्टि पर सक्रिय प्रभाव डालती है ।

but ordinarily this is made not only the initial but the whole and final object : enjoyment of spiritual being there is , but either in a dissolution of the human and individual into the silence of self - being or on a higher plane in another existence .
परन्तु साधारणतया इसे आरम्भिक ही नहीं , अपितु सम्पूर्ण एवं अन्तिम लक्ष्य बना दिया जाता है ; आध्यात्मिक सत्ता का उपभोग तो इसमें अवश्य प्राप्त होता है , पर वह या तो आत्म - स्वरूप की नीरवता के अन्दर मानवीय एवं वैयक्तिक सत्ता के लय के रूप में प्राप्त होता है य फिर किसी उच्चतर स्तर पर एक अन्य प्रकार के जीवन में ।

she smiled , and that was certainly an omen - the omen he had been awaiting , without even knowing he was , for all his life . the omen he had sought to find with his sheep and in his books , in the crystals and in the silence of the desert .
वह मुस्कुरा दी । यह निश्चय ही एक शुभ शकुन था , जिसका वह , बिना जाने ही , सारी जिंदगी इंतजार करता आया था । जिसे वह ढूंढ रहा था अपनी भेड़ों में , किताबों में , क्रिस्टलों में और रेगिस्तान की खामोशी में ।

i am a tree, tall and imposing, standing all alone near the campus of a temple. my life is ever so interesting as, i see a huge spectrum of society, funny gestures of people, and hear all kinds of conversation of the devotees who pass by me. i was not always so huge. as is true of all living beings i was also a long time back, a young sapling with this huge tree within me. at that time i looked fresh and beautiful as all other beings who are young, but, at that time i was of course not so imposing. this is what i have seen about life that, every stage has something good about it. i understand that, i am a peepal tree which just grows anywhere and everywhere. ever since i was young, i remember several people coming to my root and worshipping me. they would light an earthenware lamp, and put it near my root, say their prayers and go away. this was a daily ritual which scores of people followed at my root ever since i can remember. as i started growing up bigger and bigger, the temple authorities put a two feet wall like boundary around my trunk. this was done to protect me from being destroyed by crowds who thronged to me. since i am near a temple, i have always had the pleasure of a lot of company daily and, the great honour of being worshipped by scores of believers every day. now, i am a full grown tree, and that two feet wall has been converted into a broad platform all around me, with my root out of sight, and the trunk also somewhat covered from vision. here on the platform people sit and say their prayers and relax. at times they also consume their temple prasad while sitting on this platform. oh, what a wonderful feeling it is to be so loved and cared for and, above all, being so honoured and respected. this honour is given to me as, i understand now that, a section of the indian society considered me a holy tree to be worshipped. this is why there is so much hype about me and my kin. as i stand here, near a temple, i never ever feel lonely i get all sorts of company throughout the day, so, where is the scope of feeling lonely. early in the morning the temple is opened at 6 a.m. it is cleaned and washed so, i get the company of people who clean the premises. they come to me also and broom the area around me, wash the platform and i am trim and neat to welcome my guests for the day. after the temple is cleaned there is a pooja, and from 7 a.m. devotees start pouring in, and the temple bells start ringing and breaking the silence of the night. devotees continue pouring in the temple right from 7 a.m. to 10 p.m., when the temple closes. these long hours of the day, there is no chance of my getting bored as, i have the company of so many people moving around the area. even though i am alone, a lonely tree but, my life is full of thrill and excitement, as i get lots of, and variety of company. this in turn is an added honour for me that, while my friends have the company of trees only, i have the company of human beings who talk and walk and discuss matters to make my life more lively and enjoyable. i often wondered to myself as to why there is so much of greatness thrust upon me, though i am just a tree like any other. yes, here is the catch, i believe i am so revered because i am considered by the hindus, a religious sect as a holy tree, an incarnation of their god. aha! this makes me feel proud of myself and i am prone to thank god for this birth in which i get honour, respect, love and care. what else could any living being aspire for. i and my honour are further enhanced as, i stand near a temple of god. now, all my anxiety is put to rest as, i have learnt that i am also here to be worshipped just as god himself. i stand here alone yet in great company of human beings. my life is just wonderful, i pray to god that he grant such a wonderful and eventful life to all humans. one thing i forgot to tell you all, about my life. when people come and sit on the platform around me, i also get a lot of information about man’s world. i hear scandals, i hear about murders, thefts and what all evils that exist in this man’s world. at times i also get to hear small children saying lovely words to their mothers and, seeing the mothers cajoling them, i feel what a beautiful life men have. thus to add to my experience of life, i have come to know a lot about human beings and their lives. their lives are also full of pleasures and disappointments. it is not that men only enjoy as, most of us lesser beings seem to feel. men also have their own problems. so, to add up i’d say my life is a pleasure and a rich experience.
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