♾Flowing tears are better than words flowing in ignorant
ears...♾-
If you want to get Recognized in Life
Never go with the Flow rather be the Flow.-
तू जान है मेरी
अब तुमसे क्या छुपाना
मेरी हर एक बात तुझको है बताना
हर वक्त तेरे साथ हु
ना किसीके पास हु
आ रही है याद तेरी
चाहिए ज़िन्दगी भर साथ तेरी
ये ही है खुदा से मांग मेरी .....-
कुछ मेरे बारे में, कुछ तेरे बारे में, अक्सर कुछ कहती हैं।
-
Wahan Thames mein ufaan nahi
Yahan Ganga ki pehchaan nahi
Aao, thook ke triveni nikaalte hain..
वहाँ थेम्स में उफ़ान नहीं,
यहाँ गँगा की पहचान नहीं,
आओ, थूक के त्रिवेणी निकालते हैं..!-
"Go with the flow", they warned.
He went with the flow.
But, with the flow of his instincts & beliefs.
and he changed so called flow.-
CITY BY THE SIDE OF A RIVER (love story)
Some relations are like Rivers flowing through the City.
I was buzzy, captivating and intricately wise like the city evenings and you were serene, soothing and storehouse of knowledge like the river waters. We met just like the river meets the city at the banks. The lighted, dazzling and glimmering river banks, filled with gleaming diyas, hopeful devotees, noisy sellers, playful children, day-dreaming youths, all draw attention of even the most diligent of readers. The river and the city mellowed mellifluously into each other at the banks- passionately kissing, getting painted into each other's colour, drawing fragrance from the beloved, holding each other with fingers entangled.
But,the city is grounded, firm and stationary. Whereas the river waters are transient, continuously moving ahead from one spot to another, changing its flow- at times voluminous or limited; speed- sometimes swift or gradual; path- straight or meandering, from season to season.
The river can meet the city at the banks but can't stop there for long. The city Constantly Waits for the river to Satiate its Thirst by draining its banks.-
Change is inevitable.
"So without resisting it,we should go with its flow"
-Chandu🙂😶-
I ended up drowning in my self proclaimed reality..
Reality with expectations,
Reality with promises,
Reality with a trust,
Reality that I ever wanted!
All was just self confessed.. ended like a drought in a sea.. dreams like blood sucking by a flea
Expectations that meant to be fulfil.. sinks in a bog.
Promises that were sweets of life.. ended like the sweetest lies.
And the trust that was already broken in pieces..flew away like the dust itself.
All remain is a stucked body with a heavy mind and a painless soul!-