Aajj to kuch keh donga kuch Jo Saat Guzri Hai yaad ussey sunao ga
Tamana se bharey ehsaas ko gharam hawaoo se lipat donga
Zara si baat ko badey badey alfaz mein bhar donga
Muhabbaton ki lipti hui bahoo se zindagi ko kareeb se paas ho jao ga
Phir ajj dastaane ishq ke rang ko Har zakhm pe Phair donga
Akhir gir kar mout se akhri muhabat ki batein Karo ga bs zinda na raho ga

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When doubts are at higher level
When the questions are unanswerable
When the weather shows you unexpected
When the rain harshly rinse you to sick
When wind blows more faster than normal
When your fate strikes at undesirable time
This is the time to evaluate your failure and stop behave negative.

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The draft I wrote was incomplete in the sense that an evident relation could not be established. I grabbed something offensive which taught me accountability and analysis on held perceptions. Unlike something wouldn't have happened I probably was unaware of mysterious facts of reality. But I choose irrational to face realism which was inherent to cope on it. I dug yet I think it could be transferred to very reliable anticipation on which my soul extract the painful emotions.

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I could be a pioneer for a ride on the moon  to all there planets and wish life won't mind without oxygen
I could lift passenger aircraft to get destiny in less time with no nuisance creation
I could build a house on air without gravity inclusion and hurricanes
I could turn saline into potable water so no scarcity of freshwater
I wish I could change the rules to the same for all so no racism no leverage
A wish is a desire, it's ineffective, unagitated, unbalance, immature, inherent. You can wish whatever you want, no restriction, no obedience, no rules.

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I Wake in curiosity and hope of getting your shadow cutting my vision
Now realised direct  approach would have been a better choice then
I summarised my emotions on a small note but intrude into it with misty clouds
Words of mine bring some peculiar mystery but you found it as random insanity
I placed recurring scenery of  millions of butterflies on the road you walk daily
Gestures exhibit by me are unfamiliar with the admiration of heart

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Sudden seizures and frustration put you in undetermined rein. Collection of questions regarding uncertainty in the form of barricade into your path. Oppose sometimes overwhelmingly but at the same time hated own visuals in the mirror. You getting drenched gradually into the black hole of threats, fears, short of life. Sometimes get composed and wait, let the fate decide the future.

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In a serene motion on the fluid separate the breeze apart in spite of missing notation of horn the shikhara is like bussing in the Dal lake. I straighten my arms and give a feel myself of superman with people around watching and gives a thumbs up. Many guys holding canon HD camera for high-quality photographs. No other desire in me what people carried but only presumed me as on vacation to havens. The most elegant part was the falling of chinar leaf it illusions like falling of gold because it carrying similar colour. I could feel the moments now as like I am living them.

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A mug of hot coffee suspended by your hand, sitting on the window look for the outside combination of rain and breeze and some droplets on the face. Taking Cookies from the plate and engaged in the creativity of creature and life towards destiny. Continuation of  Sprinkles on my face pulling back from some unformed indulgence somehow back to reality. In my blink outside a mother-daughter duo walking on the road put raincoats on. I would always take into account mother as a shield regardless of slight weak through the heart or in the physical aspect. Now the rain has stopped a bit and I got to look my emails what the day has provided for me.

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At a glance, the weather looked dry then a sudden windy drizzle comes over after taking 10 steps from origination. The light little umbrella was waving into the wind and imposing to control me. No chance to protect yourself wholly but partially you could manage to hold your umbrella. Inside my heart, I was excited to dance in the rain but could not able to do so, whilst I might be not that college student anymore. More precipitation comes more diverge me towards lived memories. People say don't feel the past but If the past brings a smile to your face then nothing wrong to remember.
#Monsoon # Mumbai #

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Kya duniya se ru ba ru honey ke liye thokar zuroori hai
kya dard sehney ke liye us se aazmana zuroori hai
kya saath saath honey ke liye saath rehna zuroori hai
kya muhabat bataney ke liye us mein pagal hona zuroori hai

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