Teacher:Which is the most dangerous four letter word?
Student 1: oh! That's an old one sir, it's LOVE!
Teacher: No, anyone else?
Student 2: If not love, is it HATE?
Teacher: I am afraid, you're wrong!
Students: Than what it is sir?
Teacher: It's TIME! Love and Hate are just feeling, in your second thoughts you might change your feelings about someone but time would never provide you a second chance, it decays everything that comes in it's way and all you are left with is the feeling of repentance!-
give it back to my haters with the same intensity, I realised...they won!
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then I reckon, this journey we are making now to a 'god knows' destination.. would have been so dull and boring, no?
We all would have known..
where we are gonna end up, who we are gonna meet in the end, which of those specific 'travel modes' will we be confined to? Are those sacrifices and struggles we are making now, actually worth it or not?
Definitely not a way I would want it.-
Will there be a day,
when someone accepts me?
holds my hand, share some words,
like the murmurs of the sea?
Would somebody really care?
If I'm long gone and not anymore here!
23, clueless to what I wanna be?
Oh dear life!!
Is it some kinda game,
you're playin' with me?
These noises inside my head,
doesn’t seem to have an end!
“Dude, you’re overthinking again,
Let it go, try to sleep,
Shut your eyes and count till ten!”
Well! tried everything, still wide awake!
so stepped out for a walk,
along the shore of the lake.
to be continued...-
क्योंकि कायर ये जज़्बात है साहिब!
दिल से निकलते तो है पर ज़ुबां पर आने से घबराते है।-
क्योंकि अगर बातों को लफ़्ज़ों पर लाने की ज़रूरत पड़ गई तो आपमे और ज़मानें में क्या फ़र्क रहा?
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me as a 'chained gladiator' in this fighting pit called 'life', slaying my demons to survive my nightmares.
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a voyage,
where am carrying a bagpack full of courage, expectations and aspirations..
Heading toward a place, which some call 'Destiny'nation..
Falling, getting knocked..
But there's no turning back,
Let the roads be tough for me,
'coz as I mentioned before,
There's some life saving stuff,
I'm carrying in my "bagpack"!!-
कुछ याद है,
उस उलझी सी ज़िन्दगी में,
सुझले हुए दो दिल।
उस दौड़ते हुए वक़्त में, ठहरी अपनी..
एक छोटी सी दुनिया।
शायद याद होगा तुम्हे, उन सन्नाटों के शोर में,
बातों में डूबी अपनी आँखें।
वादों से बचते बचाते लोगों बीच,
जब चलते हम पकड़े हाथ।
क्या याद भी है तुम्हें..
जब ख़ुशी में तुम्हारी,
चेहरे पर मेरे मुस्कान होती थी।
जब परेशान तुम,
आँखें मेरी नम होती थी।
दूर एक पल मुझसे तुम,
घबरा सा जाता था मैं,
बस एल झलक के लिए,कुछ भी कर जाता था मैं।
काश!! तुम्हे याद होता,
तो न आज यह काग़ज़...
इन यादों का गवाह होता।
खैर, अगर तुम्हे याद नहीं,
तो मुझे भी अब परवाह नहीं..
बोला दिल ये मेरा मुझसे..
"निकल दे उसको..
क्योंकि अब यादों में भी उसकी जगह नहीं।"-