When will these days end...

Today i realized the so called ephimeral nature of FRIENDSHIP...All along time u go on understanding that u know where u r going or who u r befriending and then u suddenly realize that behind the translucent exterior remains a starkly familiar interior...GOD when will this nightmare end !!!!

A Longing for my Sweet-Home...

घर कि याद ......

नयी-नयी आँखें हों तो हर मंज़र अच्छा लगता है
कुछ दिन शहर में घूमे लेकिन, अब घर अच्छा लगता है ।

मिलने-जुलनेवालों में तो सारे अपने जैसे हैं
जिससे अब तक मिले नहीं वो अक्सर अच्छा लगता है ।

मेरे आँगन में आये या तेरे सर पर चोट लगे
सन्नाटों में बोलनेवाला हर पत्थर अच्छा लगता है ।

चाहत हो या पूजा सबके अपने-अपने साँचे हैं
जो मूरत में ढल जाये वो पैकर अच्छा लगता है ।

हमने भी सोकर देखा है नये-पुराने शहरों में
जैसा भी है अपने घर का बिस्तर अच्छा लगता है ।

DON'T EXPECT ME TO BE YOUR FRIEND
-Lobo

I stopped sending flowers to your apartment
You said you aren't home much anymore
I stopped dropping by without an appointment
Cause I'd hear laughter coming through your door.

Sometimes late at night you'll still call me
Just before you close your eyes to sleep
You make me vow to try and stop by sometime
Baby that's a promise I'can't keep.

I love you too much to ever start liking you
So lets just let the story kinds end
I love you too much to ever start liking you
So don't expect me to be your friend.

I don't walk down through the village or other places
That we used to go to all the time
I'm trying to erase you from my memory
Cause thinking of you jumbles up my mind.

You always act so happy when I see you
You smile that way you take my hand and then
Introduce me to your latest lover
That's when I feel the walls start crashing in.

ADHOORI SAMAJH.

तुमहरे पास हून लेकिन जो दूरिए है समझता हून तुमहरि दोसति के बिन मेरि हसति अधूरि है समझता हून तुमको भूल पाना मुमकिन है नहि लेकिन, तुमहरे खतिर तुमहि को भूलना सबसे ज़रूरि हैन समझता हून!!!

समझ के भि जो ना समझा वो एक बात है ऐसि।।।समझ भि तो अधूरि है मैन ये भि समझता हून।।।।।

IS IT THE END...????//

Adhoora...

Na hi hai koyi umeed tumse na hi koi shikwa hai;

tumhari dosti mein ye dil bahut be-khud hua hai....

khush rahte bahut agar yunhi aadhe bane rahte magar;

Gham ye hai ki saab kuchh bahut adhoora rah gayahain....

In life we sometimes realize tht We are not wanted bt appreciated......We are nt needed bt tolerated.......We are nt accepted bt expected...
We realize that people dont talk to us because they want to talk to us,they talk to us because we ask them to talk to us. We irritate friends,anger sweethearts and destroy ourselves....In the end,we ask ourselves IS IT THE END ???//

The end is not that which u see as the end its what u dont see that is the
END.......

>>> Iam almost ENDED.....

Infinity ...The search for the person within.

FEAR AND GLORY

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate;

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure...

It is our light and not our darkness that most frightens us;

It is our courage and not our weakness that most disappoints us...

---Our playing small does not serves the world any purpose or brings it any glory.

---There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that others wont feel insecure around us.

---There is no glory in standing small when the world expects you to stand tall.

We are all meant to shine as children...

Its not just in some of us but in all of us and as we let our life shine we unconsiouslly give others permission to do the same as we are liberated from our own fears...

Our presence automatically librates others...

THANK YOU.

Dooriyon Ki Dastaan....

TEARS OF LOVE

Palkon pe aanso'on ko sajaya na jaa saka; usko bhi Dil ka haal bataya na jaa saka.





zakhmon se choor choor tha yeh Dil mera; ek zakham bhi us ko dikhaya na jaa saka.





jab teri yaad aayi to koshish ke bawajood; aankhon main aanso'on ko chupaya na jaa saka.





kuch log zindagi main aise bhi aaye hain; jin ko kisi bhi lamha bhulaya na jaa saka.





bas is khayaal se kahin us ko dukh na ho; hum se to haal-e-dil bhi sunaya na jaa saka.





woh muskura raha tha mere ru-ba-ru magar; chehre ka rang bhi us se chupaya na jaa saka.





tanhaiyon ki aag main hum jal gaye magar; faasla Dilo ka humse mitaya na jaa saka...