My bottle of intoxication
My bottle was my buddy when I was away from my loved ones.
Sometimes it gave me emotions. Sometimes it gave me rage.
Sometimes it helped me with pain while, at times it elevated the same.
No matter when? Where? Why?
Everytime I opened it, it took me to a place my mortal self just couldn't. It's a escape from reality. DRINK WISELY to enjoy.-
Bada ajeeb seher hai janab apka...
Jab se aaye hai na sone mila hai na rone...-
mohabbat ka junun aksar tumhe mujrim bana deta hai...
kyu ki jamana ab sirf tarq pe chalta hai...
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I have friends to whom I can tell about my pain and they will give me some rational advice and ask me to move past that pain. They will always try to solve problems by telling you to think about bigger picture or stop wasting time in such issues, they represent rational sides of life.
And
I have friends who understand my pain even without me expressing it...
These are the ones who would keep on saying irrelevant things, call me unnecessarily just to keep me company or do anything in their power to cheer me up so that I feel good. They don't hold themselves back. They represent emotional sides of life.
Even though none is wrong somehow I feel I will prefer emotions over rationality for now.-
Your path doesn't make any sense to me nor my path makes any sense to you ...
But I wish your journey is amazing and I hope mine is too...-
As the list of topics to avoid increased...
Silence ruined the closeness...-
Only thing you need to understand is "time is finite"
Once you loose it you loose everything with with it-