Burn like candles to spread a group of flamingos replacing the phenomenal caligo. Sacrifice their Colors to lend Colors on newly flourished buds. But some souls never satisfy and just hurt. They consider us their world but some run away. "They never want to ruin your life Bcoz they already have ruined their life on you..."
आज दिल मैं फिर से उम्मीद जगी हैं। रोती हुई आंखें फिर से जगमगाने लगे है। जुबान पे फिर आफ़रीन आने लगी है। कोई बता दो इस खुशी की वजह । खोई हुई मन फिर क्यूं जीने लगी हैं। खोई हुई मन फिर क्यूं जीने लगी हैं। खोई हुई मन फिर क्यूं जीने लगी हैं।।।।।।।।।
Sometimes we just pretend and make excuses just to say "No" which is simple... We should say "No" simply , politely any excuse . People will understand your situation if you did that but if you make excuses then they will consider you fake ....... Try to be truthful in your "Yes" and "No" too...
Silence ,Smile , Politeness with little intelligence makes the best Clothing of the universe.... You may not have a best clothing but atleast you have ....... "Adopt the reality and Adapt with that's you have "
How it feels Whenever She/He wishes herself /himself in her/his birthday ? How it feels Whenever She/He cuddles death unnaturally with immaturity ? How it feels Whenever his/her compromise changes to responsibility ? How it feels Whenever her /his tears behave worthless ? How it feels Whenever she/he writes the pain with_ _out sharing with anybody ? How it feels Whenever the young one gets the maturity to take responsibility ?
How it feels whenever She/He drinks the tears by smiling lips? How it feels whenever own life says "You can't die because you have to live for other."
If you'll question me what is the pride then I will answer I'm an "Indian" If you'll question me what is the love then I will answer you "Sacrifice." If you'll question me what is the colour of sacrifice then I will answer you "Red...." If you'll question me what is the patience then I will show you "The salute of a newly married bride to her husband honoured with flag in a coffin." If you'll question me what is the colour of love then I will answer you "Black.."
I am terribly in awe For not getting the reason To say you No, I am defiant in nature For letting your prevalence And not saying No, My dreams requires Sweat and tears This time I am saying No Don't habituate me Nor dwell in I am now ready To carry out exercises Putting my effort And saying Yes to hard work!
I was left alone to make peace out of my own company even though there were lot of people around enjoying those moments with all smiles.A stage with beautiful decor and the beautiful souls on the dais were looked as though the match made in heaven dolled up to the nines.The smile on their faces brought me smiles but for some other reason. Those Melodious songs,that was all the solace I could muster.Just adding flavour to the scene,my eyes caught sight of a familiar face.My heart wished to have a word with him and my mind was reluctant to do that."N" number of thoughts were flowing through my mind whether he would recognise me or not.So,I intentionally changed my direction to my seat.Then I heard a voice,"Hey..Abi."That call just left me clueless and I slowly turned towards his side controlling my smiles."How are you?You have grown up but not height wise",saying this he started smiling.Those conversation we had reminiscing our good old days moved the clock quickly."It's time to leave",said my brother beside me. On set I had hard time enjoying my own company but at the end my heart was filled with happiness refusing to leave from the place.On the way back home I realized that I would have definitely regretted for not greeting him.But now my heart is filled with the beautiful convo we had.❤ Sometimes it's better to listen to your heart because you'll never end up with a regret.
Your love was like that of a little boy running after a butterfly with a net but alas you never realised that I was not meant to be caught, I was not meant to be grabbed by the golden cage, I was not meant to be clutched by your hopeless emotions.
I was the poetry, not meant to be garnished under your lonesome candelabras. I had to affirm my existence inside the mayhem of fumy headstones. But inside the sockets of those chandeliers, I burnt like a cotton wick dipped in mystical oils.
I was the art, neither meant to be hung on your bedroom nor embellished with your mild gazes of fresh eyes. But inside the courtyards of Mohenjo-daro, I collapsed like the walls of big houses, like never before .
Now I'm alone, terribly alone like an effigy standing on the centre of a known city with many unknown gazes and sheer blackness. But I feel relaxed without your (lov/cag)e.
My world crashed down the moment They bought her home wrapped in a bloodstained cloth, Even though knowing it few minutes before I didn't want to face that harsh reality, All those live images of our sweet moments Flashed in front of my eyes;
The way she had called me "Mumma" For the first time in her mellifluous voice, The way she used to irritate me when I cooked, The way she used to make faces to make me smile After getting scolded from me, The way she used to sleep in my lap After finishing her homework, The way she made me chase her Around our garden while she played, Every single moment was live and fresh in front of me;
I wasn't crying Neither I was feeling anything, I was just standing still near the open door, Then I saw her Right in front of me, Laughing and calling me to come out with her, I stretched my hands to reach her But she disappeared, Something hard as an arrow pierced my heart, I felt blood getting sucked out from my body, Then suddenly everything went black.................
When I opened my eyes Everything was blur, I put my hands over my chest And then on my face, My heart was beating and I was breathing alive, Then suddenly something stuck my mind, "Where is my angel?" I asked them, But no one had any answer of my question, They all were staring at me blankly, All I remembered was the words she had told me last When I was busy cleaning the house, "Mumma I'm going to find my doll" My mind was on ripples, "Did the doll take my angel with her?!"