Monday, 8 September 2014
Truth of Life
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milte hain, to bichadte kyon hain......
dil judte hain, to dil toot-te kyon hain.....
kya bichadna aur tootne hi is zindagi ka naam hai..
aur agar zindagi aisi hi hai to, hum jeete hi kyon hain....
saansein chalti hain to, ek din saansein ruk kyon jaati hain...
dil dhadakta hai to, ek din dhadkanien tham kyon jaati hain...
kehne wale kehta hai ki, sab apna apna naseeb hai...
aur agar aisa hai to, kismat banti hi kyon hai....
kyon ek pal bhar ki khushi humhe hansa deti hai..
kyon ek pal bhar ka gham, humhe zindagi bhar rulata hai...
kyon kisi apne ki zaroorat humhe hameshaa rehti hai...
yeh apni zindagi humhe ajnabi banati hi kyon hai...
kya rakha hai, is paise, is fame, aur is aish-o-aaram mein...
har koi tanha hi reh jaata hai, apne bangle, apne makaan mein...
ek woh hain, jo kehte hain.. tum bahut acche ho..
agar itna acchai hai, to burai hoti hi kyon hai...
Kya hoga agar ek din main bhi is mitti mein mil jayoonga...
chand aansoon aur chand yaadein chod jayoonga...
phir sab apni apni zindagi mein masroof ho jayeenge...
meri kami sirf mujhe hogi, varna yeh aansoon aate hi kyon hai...
kehte hain, yeh zindagi char din ki hai, phir yaadein hameshaa ke liye kaise ho
sakti hai...
kehta hain, yeh aashiqi zindagi ko khoobsurat banati hai, phir yahi aashiqi
barbaad kyon kar deti hai...
pata nahin, kyon ab lagta hai, jaise saari kayamat, mujhse poochti ho har cheez
to hai tere paas, to itni udaasi kyon hai...
Rone se dil halka ho jaata hai, agar aisa hai to dil bharta hi kyon hai...
sabko anjaam ka dar hota hai, phir bhi insaan har kaam karta kyon hai...
Yeh aansoon, yeh gham, yeh udaasi, sab chand lamhon ke mehmaan hain...
itna dard apne seene mein sama ke, insaan hansta hi kyon hai....
log milte hain, to bichadte kyon hain......
dil judte hain, to dil toot-te kyon hain.....
kya bichadna aur tootne hi is zindagi ka naam hai..
aur agar zindagi aisi hi hai to, hum jeete hi kyon hain....
Think upon it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, 7 September 2014
It is my first post which describes a life of a middle class
boy. This is first day of this boy in earth
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