Tmhare Bina..

Sardiyaan bematlab si lgti h tmhare bina…

Jab jldi uthne ki koi khaas wjah NHi hoti…

Jab subah subah paani see rubaru hone ki himmat nahi hoti…

Jab subah ka kohra bs kambal ki yaad dilata h…

Jab ek baar jameen m per rkhne k liye Mann 10baar chakkar khata hai…

Sardiyaan bematlab si lgti h tmhare Bina…

Ye aati h sath Mei tere aane ki umeede b laati hai….

Tere aane see ek Jese mausam b badle hue lgte h…

Tere aane se us kohre ki nami v gunguni si lagti h…..

Har chiz s ladne ki himmat lgta tjhi see milti h…

Bs Tera chehra dekhne ka intezaar itna lamba hota hai…..

Ye baat ni h ki is darmiyaan Mei tjhe dekh ni paati…

Bs baat itni si h ki tmhe mehsoos krna acha lgta h….

Tjhe apni hi nazro k saamne haste dekhna kisi rehmat see Kam nahi…..

Yakeen kro Zindagi k sabse haseen pal ho tm…

Tere aane se ye pal Zindagi bnte hue nazar aate hai…

Sardiyaan Tere aane ka ehsaas laati h….

sardiyaan bematlab si lgti hai tmhare Bina…

Mei roj akele chalti hu un raasto Mei…

Par jab Tere hath mere hatho ko sambhalte h ,acha lgta h…

Teri khaamoshi b sab kuch bol deti hai….

Tere hone see maano poori si ho jaati hu….

Itne intezaar k baad jab tu apne kandhe par Mera sar rkhta hai…

Saari khwaahishe Meri wohi poori ho jaati hai….

Sardiyaan bematlab si lagti h tmhare Bina….

Har subah tjhse Milne k bahane hazaar dhundhti hu….

Har dafa tjse milkr jese chaar din hasti hu…

Par,har guzarte din k sath Tere jaane k khyaal b sath aate hai…

Jese ye oos ki boonde ab barf mei tabdeel hojayengi…

Kitna ajeeb hai na ,sath Mei tere par Tere jaane ka darr b sath hai…

Par Tere har dafa jaane see hi to Tere wapas aane ki aas hai…

Teri bahoo k ghere Mei itna mehfoos rehti hu….

Ki bs wahi tham jaane ko Dil krta hai….

Class Mei baithe wo 60minute jese ek arsa sa lgta hai ..

Par Tere sang to jese palak japakte hi waqt Hawa ho jata hai…

Mei ye nahi kehrahi ki mjhe Tere yaha na hone ka Gam hai…

Par tu mjhme hokar bhi tjhe yaha na paakr ,ye ankhein nam hai….

sardiyaan bematlab si lgti hai tmahre bina……

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SATAN in YOU…

I am the most indulgent,humane ,aplomb and alluring soul …

the most used falsity  nowadays…

Literally nobody is…

Everyone in this world has a Satan within them…

and I personally feel that it’s good to have this side too..

beacause when people find you serene and frail …

they endup with befooling you…

it’s good to have a person within you that shields the ‘good’ in you…

that shields the ‘you’ in you…

Here I clarify that I am not prattling about ‘all ‘ the devilish and negatives ..

I am talking about the positives in negatives…

Every individual has a Satan within them which awakens at the right time…

m articulating about the devil that guards the angel within you….

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Should I tell YOU??

Should I apprise you how it perceives,

Should I tell you how it feels to repress so much and not competent to divulge,

Should I tell you that i am nay dat shoddy,

Should I tell you I am confined,

Should I tell you i collapse to brawl back,

Should I tell you there is noone for me,

Should I tell you nobody gets me,

Should I tell you I am all solitary,

Should I tell you about dark when m lone,

Should I tell you the things dat I never say,

Should I tell you about the heed that u never pay,

Should I tell you sometimes I don’t sense my shortcomings,

Should I tell you what shatter me every single time,

Should I tell you bout the tornadoes within,

Should I tell you about the dreams perishing,

Should I tell you about the agiated me,

Should I tell you about what this optic has seen,

Should I tell you about the every distinguished thing,

Should I tell you bout the blotch in me,

Should I tell you about the chinks in my heart,

Should I tell you bout my shattered soul,

Should I tell you about the audacity of my beam,

Should I tell you about the forlornness in me,

Should I tell you about things you don’t want to observe,

Should I tell you about every inch in me,

Should I tell you that I have bygonned some me in this peregrinate,

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Should I tell you ?

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Expectations and you…

What are expectations??

Why do we expect???

Is this the core foundation of all the anguish we had??

Expectations are the mental attitude that people have,that exact thing is going to ensue according to their surmised way or that person will do this since i have a perception ,he will do this….

So , the idea of anticipating something is nay advanced,it is as senile as human civilization…and people exercise it since very childhood…

They expect toys ,pampering,tenderness, solicitude..

As they spring… their presuppositions gets intensified from parentage,from life,from themselves too…

I am nay saying that person can anticipate from others only..it can be from oneself…like things we expect from ourselves…and imperfecting in accomplishing those anticipations leads to our collapse and trauma.self-esteem deteriotation and agony…

But it’s an innate trait of anthropoid…either we crave it or not,by some scheme or the other we initiate to presume things from people around us…from ourselves…and at least once we get backstabbed or backbitten..in this course…

It is effortless to say that ,don’t expect things…but can someone really aprise me..how can I live a life without expectations???

Ohkay,I can disregard the world but what to the expectations confined within me…what if other people around me are expecting things from me?? What if I just incapicitate them ??what if I beacame the source of ‘their disolation’?

EXPECTATIONS are like LIFE…because they remain with us as long as we are alive….

We just can not get rid of expectations…

Every morning we expect to have a blissful day ahead…

We expect for felicity

We expect for triumph

We expect for loyalty

We expect for love

We expect for being stronger

We expect for this, that,he ,she,no,yes,why,how……

And what not…

Reality is..we just cannot escape from expectations…but we should learn to master it….we should learn the difference between hope and expectations…give more and expect less that is where ,true quietude lies…

You are only as beautiful

As the many beautiful things

Yo do for others…

Without expectations…

-Janelle Monae

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Life in a CAGE…

She was feeling confined…..

It was nay the dwelling , perturbing her..

nay even the comrades ,

So why she had this notion ??

She was breathing a life where she had everything.

A shade, succulent and luscious sustenance,capital……….then

Why was she agitated??

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She craved “amnesty”

Not dwelling but home

Not comrades but family

Not opulence but exuberance

Not hours but moments

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Consistently kept secrets…

She never expressed….

Because she sensed, she will decipher all by herself…

Because she knew she was meant to bloom…

She is analogous to a bird in cage…behind the golden shank…provided with everything…no matter how much you provide them with endearment….u can never make them euphoric…

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Sometimes things let her to ponder…

What is the point of having pinions,

Ain’t meant to fly??

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Love in life….

What is love??

When we proceed to the idea of love ,it is very onerous to put it into words.

Ordinarily ,when we prattle about love…the only thing that comes to our perception is a very conventional idea ..i.e, an attraction which a girl have for boy or vice-versa…but there are multifarious aspects of love in life…

“Love” is something very spiritual,divine, metaphysical , incredible,indefinable,feelings in this world..,.which can be summarized as…

An adoration which a child has for mother and warth of mother for her children…a father has for his children, a brother has for his sister and vice versa..a friend has for other friend..a lover has for ones beloved…a devotee has for god..a gardener has for flowers, an artist has for art, a musician has for music, a teacher has for her students, a dog has for his master..and numerous relations..

It can be for ‘oneself’ too…and certainly it is crucial to love oneself.. because what is the point loving other when you can’t welcome your own faults…

Find the love you seek by first finding the love within yourself..

Learn to rest in that place within you that is your true home..

-Sri sri Ravi Shankar

Nowadays..love is something that is conceptualized in anatomy, in faces, in luxury..numerous times people mistook infatuation as love and name it as ‘love’…

But I would like to give you an illustration of love…

Since your infancy..the very foremost soul you come across is your materfamilias ‘mata’…you have no visualization of your mother as you take .birth…and after years when you grow up…you obviously adore your mother……no matter how she appears,what is her pigmentation what are the features she has,what are her accomplishments.. …

So my point is when it comes to love..it is about the passion,it is about the solicitude ,it is unnutterable, it is about the hearts and how intensely you want that to be in a magnificent ways,it’s about the squabble,the contentment, the positives and the negatives…being levelheaded,being sane and insane…not giving up…sorting things…holding backs…and countless sentiments…

It is sentiments surpassing attraction for ‘a body’

It is the state you have never felt heretofore,it’s about making yourself unbound to your love in possible ways.,its about emanicipation,. unleashing your soul…ita about living your love…

Love forms a indispensable part of our lives ..that changes it,in a superior way

..it is something to be cherished …it is unconditional,when you fall in love you care for them..you want them high-spirited …..it is ineffable…it is overwhelming .,it has poise,it soothes your soul.

It’s about giving everything you have and not anticipating anything in return…

Love can overpower everything ,it’s the beat in hearts,it’s the whiff of a soul,the benevolence in breaths,it’s the comradeship when you are unescorded,it’s the back that someone hold, it’s too good for words,its all about faith..it’s prodigious,eternal and absolute….

Perfect but imperfect….

It never stopped…

वक़्त किसी के लिए नही रूकता,

वो चलता रहता है,अपनी आबाध्य गति से।

Briefing that time never ceases no matter what…

So do our lives….

When you initiate surmising that it’s an end…

And you gave your all and you cannot Outlast with the things you encountered…

It’s then ..when ,god send you the angels with no wings to mend you..to make you perceive that it’s not an end..beacause life is not stopping it’s taking away from you ,your time with every passing second….

… there is a lot more to discover, escapade in this sphere and you cannnot perch and snivel or whimper over things..

When you confront collapse ..it’s not because you are Imperfect,shoddy ,or defective at things ..or you are not so conventional good enough to meet triumph at certain things …

but can also be because you are high minded or superior at other things or you just need to boost yourself up to certain robustness as God knows your strength and wanted you, to know too..

There is always a hope to live, I repeat always..

No matter what were the things you encountered…it’s always your alternative to come out of that and live it for “oneself” ..not being sedentary and whimpering and lamenting about the things you lost …god always give you ways you just need to look around…

Circumstancess can be austere at certain times but all you need is patience, serenity ,forbearance and conjecture that things are going to be all right…at least I am going to make my life worthliving

…since my life is not terminating unless I want it to be …

The Journey Begins

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton