Tum milae mujhae kai shabdo ke sath . Har alfaz me baatein thi ehsas thi phir jatae huae sirf ehsas ke bharose kyu chor gaye kuch shabd bhi de jate ......
Freedom is breathing fresh air somewhere in between the hills where you can hear the sound of water streaming down. Freedom is talking to your soul ,freedom is screaming loud and hearing your own voice from all around. Freedom is sipping into the cup of coffee and watching a movie in the train while travelling. Freedom is to feel the pain .. Freedom is to love everyone wherever you go. Freedom is a feeling,feel it.
It was dark when I closed my eyes, alone, looking for that one star twinkling bright up in the sky. I stretched and jumped to get closer to it but was too tired to reach. Sitting for a while in dark, scared, I started calling for someone. There was nobody....yet I could hear a sound. It came from the star I was looking at, asking me to wake up from the dream that was too high.
Itna bhi kya gila aapko ? Thore der thahre hi thi aapke pas sukun ke liye, ab to begana jaise uthkar hi chal deyae. Itna bhi kya shiqayat thi mujhse ? Jo jaate jaate dard ka farman bhi dedeyae .....
When Hope was peeping from the window, I got scared. My room was dark but I could see the streak of light. Asking for me. But I got scared . I wanted to tame it,so that it stays ... And I am in process of that .... #Let the Hope be there.