If you are reading this now then
"SMILE"
'Coz the people around you need these smiles.-
उनकी और मेरी पहली मुलाकात थी
दो दिलों के जुडने की शुरुआत थी
न जाने कैसे अनजाने डर की बरसात थी
खुदा की अदालत में मुझे अपना बनाने की शायद उनकी दर्ख्वास्त थी
ऐसी मुलाकात पहली नहीं थी उनकी, शायद
प्यार के सपने पहले भी बुन चुकी थी वो,शायद
अजीब कसमकस थी चेहरे पे उनके, शायद
इम्तिहान की घड़ी थी मेरी, शायद
होठों पर कुछ था कहने को
पर आँखों मे एक डर था उनके , शायद
कुछ था अतीत उनका जो चुभ रहा था
पर दिल मेरे संग भविष्य के सपने बुन रहा था, शायद
आंखें उनकी नम थी, शायद बुरा था वो साया
जीवन में पहली बार, वो मोती मुझे ना भाया
एकाएक उनके होठों की हरकत हुई
मेरे कानों को उनके प्रश्न की बरकत हुई
क्या तुम्हें प्रतीत है, मेरा एक अतीत है
झूठ बोलकर चाहती नहीं हुं पाना
सच कहकर नहीं है तुमको खोना
आंखों में आंखें थी, शायद उन्हें उत्तर की थी दरकार
पर न जाने क्यूँ हमारे बीच, चुप्पी रही बरकरार
न जाने मेरी चुप्पी मेरी गलती थी
या उन्हें जवाब की जल्दी थी
कहने लगी जाते जाते
चाहती हूं तेरे संग करना अपना सपना पूरा
मैंने भी हाथ थाम गले लगाया और समझाया
"दाग बिना चांद अधुरा"-
"Was I so imperfect for you?" I cried.
"Nah!, you are my bestie" she exclaimed.
That was what she said in front of all, but was fake from all inside.
What the hell that day was! It's memories still hurt me. They tear my soul deeply, beneath my patience and till today I am boldly accepting them.
That day, 8 years of friendship was broken down into several uncountable and uncollectible pieces.
"What was the reason? Was I bad? Was I a Savage to her? Was I bad at studies? Did I showed her my attitude?" I kept on lamenting but the reason was simple and straight. She was jealous of my popularly, my patience, my academic activities, my behavior, my companions and everything that was just amazingly good for me. I was simple but she made me complicated. That day I locked myself and cried a lot in the darkness. I thought myself to be so unfortunate.
I didn't curse her but loathed her secretly. Then I started thinking "No, I can't help it. Everything happens for a better reason". I'm so fortunate to have friends at least.-
Human beings are in fact
imperfect to love others,
else neither no war
happens, nor the
poor people
yet existed.
-
If you are reading this now then,
Don't worry you will overcome it !
One Day .-
If you're reading this now, then
It's too late to laugh
It's too late to cry
It's too late to love
I'm already gone.-
If you are reading this now
you may find many flaws,
in my imperfect phase..
But these imperfections
give my imagination
a new direction to gaze..-
Even the word "Imperfect" says
"I'mPerfect" so change your attitude of looking at yourself-
If you are reading this now, then
you are still seaching for that perfect quote, with no imperfection...-