There are times when I want to be left alone. The time when
the warm air gives slight hint of gentle cold breeze and makes the clouds
heavy. The time when the tress awaits their share after a long wait and the
birds are in a cheerful mood. The time when the rain pours down the ground with
its complete heart as if being united to its lost love. The time when the scent
of dust makes me want to breath more air and the whistling wind reminds me of
an old memorable song thinking of which I feel nostalgic. The time when the roads are empty and the
boys come running out of their house and bathe themselves in the muddy water
careless about the world and people around them. Yes, there are times when I
want to be left alone. When I turn my face towards the sky and see tiny
spherical drops glitter in that silent space where I am alone and my spirit is
without fear.....
Tuesday, 5 April 2016
His Own Way
In the world full of hypocrites,
He ran his own race,
People tried to betray him,
But he kept moving on his own strength,
Not following the crowd into the dark,
He lightened his own way,
Recovering from the gruesome injury,
He put all his sorrows to slay,
In the part where no one was his own,
He stayed firm as a rock,
Now he is the one who knocks,
And is the sole creator of his own way.
Friday, 1 April 2016
Zindgi
Ek pankh ki tarah halki fulki ye zindgi,
Karwate badalti udhti firti ye zindgi,
Waqt ke aashiyane ko samet le chali ye zindgi,
Kitaabo ke panno ki tarah palat ti jaa rahi hai ye zindgi.
Beetein lamhon ki minaar hai ye zindgi,
Insan ka har ek kirdaar hai ye zindgi,
In lamhon me dhalti jaa rahi hai ye zindgi,
Jee lo mujhe beintehaan je bhar ke,
Kehti jaa rahi hai mujhse ye zindgi.
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