Jaha har mod pe zindagi kuch na kuch sikha rahi hai,
Vaha us zindagi ko bewafa ksy bol du...
Jaha apny jazbaat mery kabu mai nahi,
Vaha Apni taklifo k liye dusro se shikwa ksy karu....
Ab to sahara sirf uas Khuda ka hai,
Jo apny zakhmon ko taza rakhny ki muj mai himmat de deta hai...

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Yeh mayusi bhari zingadi muskil lagny lgi hai,
Kushiya jsy meri kismat ko raas nahi aati,
Ab har pal khud ko yahi samjana padta hai ki,
Apno ko khona to muqaddar mai tha,
Ghum na sahi zindagi to khatam ho rahi ha....

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Of that hushed night,
Where I was fighting a war,
A war in the hope of light,
Then I felt that unknown fear,
Which darkness holds,
When my opened eyes felt closed,
Which made me realize that,
Even to enjoy the darkness,
We need a little bit of light.

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Coz it's not bound to the syllabus,
Still, we don't value it being frivolous,
It flies away showing the reality,
While teaching about its duality.

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When life keeps on testing me,
And no more I wait for the result,
Then the emotional storms get over my mind,
And I feel like hiding so that no one will come to know,
When that empty place in my life,
Gives pain each day like an unhealed scar..

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Zindagi bahut haseen thi,
Par fir eak haadsa ho gaya,
Mera aashiyana roshan tha,
Par fir eak din roshni he chali gai,
Kbhi har choti baato mai khushiya mil jati thi,
Par fir mehafilo mai bhi dil afsurda rehnay laga...

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To baat u hai ki...
Pyaar krna itna aasan hota,
To akelaapan acha nahi lgta,
Dard sirf lafzo mai baya ho pata,
To har panna ashq k lafzon se bhara hota,
Zindagi itni hasin lgti ,
To rato se itni wabastagi nahi hoti.

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I DON'T KNOW WHY

I don't know why,
It feels like I am stuck.
I don't know why,
I feel like staying away from everyone.
I don't know why,
I feel like not to argue in any matter.
I don't know why,
I feel like not saying anything and not listening to anyone.
I don't know why,
No one accepts me as being imperfect.
I don't know why,
I am trying to think positively but still, things pull me down.
I don't know why,
Life is so twisted?
I don't know why,
I feel emptiness everywhere.

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ME BEING PLUVIOPHILE

It was in the middle of the night
While everything around was very quiet,
And I heard that drizzle sound
While I was lying on my bed with no one around,
I stood up to see that beautiful downfall
And to feel every moment of that rainfall.
And as and when the thunderstorm started,
I stretched my hands toward falling drops which were gifted,
I closed my eyes to feel the approaching rain,
While those drops rush through my skin reliving my pain,
That drizzling sound was soothing my mind
And me being a pluviophile enjoyed the rainy wind.

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Life as a book

A person's life is like a book,
Where people judge others by their looks,
When someone feels it interesting,
Their curiosity starts existing,
As they begin from the first page,
That's where it's the beginning of expectations,
The more pages are revealed,
It'll bring out whatever it conceals,
Some leave at halfway,
While some remain along the pathway,
But at the end of the book,
All the curiosity vanishes in the brook,
So the best way to deal with it is,
Revealing less will bring sheer bliss..

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