To those of you who are asking where am I. I've left the world which meant everything to me, I'll pen something here only when I return to fulfill the promise for which I left everything. Who you thought I was, is the person I'm trying to be...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
It's that day
I thought I'd write you a mail Send you a message Say something Do something Struggled Whole day. I...
-
I won't be here for a while, I won't talk to you.. I need a little space to breathe and a little time to start anew.
-
I am not afraid to fight for the things I believe in And I believe in You even if you don't believe in me.
-
You used to ask me, where were you till now, why didn't you come before.. I told you I would always come for you. Why didn't ...
क्या हवाएं थी कि उजड़ा प्यार का वो आशियाना.
ReplyDeleteकुछ न आया काम तेरा शोर करना, गुल मचाना.
नाश कि उन शक्तियों के साथ चलता ज़ोर किसका?
किन्तु ऐ निर्माण के प्रतिनिधि, तुझे होगा बताना...
जो बसें हैं वो उजड़तें हैं, प्रकृति के चिर नियम से।
पर किसी उजड़े हुए को बसाना कब मना है?
है अँधेरी रात पर दीवा जलाना कब मना है?
When we see the pain of others',our pain alleviates not because someone heals it but because our worries seem petty in comparison to what fellows are going through.
ReplyDeleteWe can't stop complaining about the little missing things in our life when some people don't know what do they complain about since they have only those little things with them!!
So sweet and so true. How much we love to make others feel better, more than ourselves sometimes.
ReplyDeleteI have tried this. It helps; always!!
ReplyDeletepoignant
ReplyDeleteindeed a paradox....i think its d only situation wer give n take doesnt matter....just sharing soothes d pain.....
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words...deep truth.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was your age I wrote.. perhaps among my first creative thoughtful lines..
ReplyDeleteDard naa ho dil mein jab tak
Dil kaa ahsaas nahin hota
Ahsaas hota hai dil kaa jab
Dard badataa hii jaata hai..
Hi, this is Rajib. Got to visit your blog for the first time. I like it and especially your reflections on life and love. I think pain is the money needed to be paid to get the gift of love.
ReplyDelete