Tuesday, December 30, 2014

"Dil e nadaan tujhe hua kya hai, akhir iss dard ki dawa kya hai"

Dil e daaghdar kuch bujha sa hai kal se, ek ajab si maayoosi chhaayi hai fizaao me kal se..
Hazaar bahano ke baad bhi, hazaaro baar manane ke baad bhi dil kuch dukha-dukha sa hai kal se..
Usne maanga bhi to kya umr bhar ka saath, usne kaha bhi to kya 'na jaana aaj ke baad', mai kaise waada e wafa kar lu, mai kaise usse razaa pe haami bhar du... sheeshe ke ye nasamajh khwaab uske, kaise patthar ki iss duniya me sach kar du unhe..
Na neend aaye na maut kaafir iss hijr ki raat me..

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Saturday, December 20, 2014

What could be worse...

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need,
What could be worse..

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Tuesday, December 16, 2014

The answer..

I had always been a very curious kid, momma says my questions never stopped pouring and the more she answered the more questions I had! It was daddy who would never get tired of answering the questions, no matter how silly the question was! I remember it was a hot summer afternoon when I asked my dad how many Gods we have, in an instance he answered 'Just One God', little unconvinced by his response I told him that it can't be true. He smiled and asked me how many 'Gods do you think exist?', 'Atleast 4 or 5', I responded, he smiled and asked me what made me say so. 'There is one that lives in the mosque, then one lives in temple, one in church, one in gurudwara and one that lives in the sky' I said confidently. Daddy's smile faded and he made me sit next to him, I knew something serious was coming up, what he said next is what I believe in till this day. He told me, "You call me Daddy, while your sister calls me Dad, suppose if your brother starts calling me Papa do you think I will be divided into 3 different personalities? No! I shall always be One, it doesn't matter what you call me, I am and I shall always be One single person and so is your God.. One"

"Me"

I am Not me anymore.. I am what I thought I was Not Am I a reflection of what He wanted to see.. Am I what She thought I would be.. Am I...