Saturday, February 2, 2008

Thakaan se choor badan mein, kho jaati hai sari hasraten

But do we need to lose the body the regain ourselves, the meaning of life is living healthy body and soul, get this balance at any cost, As of now I get it by tiring myself, it’s the best natural drug, when sweat feels like blood draining out of my body, and me sinking into a Gods comfort the burning heat emitting out of me, freezing all unnecessary inside me, and then a whiff of cool breeze like life calling me back to itself and cooling me down, I get up look around as a new born, all the things around seem alive, a stone and rose have same beauty and radiance, throbbing with same life which is in me। Slowly the drug wears off, after giving me enough hope to live the day filled with ego। How I hate my ego and how I know innocent are used, punished for their innocence, how I know I know nothing, and how much I want to know.

Mushkil hee kategi ye zindagi meri
Tu aayega nahin aur umeed rahegee meri

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