You came like a ray of Hope that got brightened Stayed for few moment to unfold my sorrows Swayed me again against your chest to unveil my life But, Unveiling took bit more moment By then the rays got illuminated and Suddenly , All seemed like Illusion for a Moment.
Is it the devotion which makes our eyes bright when his colour is black? Is it the blessing that get showered from heaven when he has no hands to bliss. Is it the true deep love that deluged with tears when his eyes are so bright. Is it the sound of the tranquility that walks from Heaven when he has no limbs and you don't play the flute.
Oh my Darubhrama ,when auspicious aroma get flooded when every devotee hovers in your land.
How can I say that, I believe in your belief! How can I say that, I walk on your footprints! How can I say that, I truly dream of all your desires! How can I say that ,I truly inherited the responsibilities that were your duties! How can I say that, your last words became my lifelines. How can I say that, your face is my strength to walk the whole day! How can I say now that, I wanted my dreams to be seen by you....
Hey my Love;Why you Love me? What made you to love me? Love smiles and said Your these innocent curiosity to know me so well are the answers of your question.
Beauty is a blend of beautiful Soul and humanity. People observes everything since you are born.They observe your all movements and miss the moments.Their observation gradually turns into judgement and they miss the progress. They piece is very clear. When almighty has created the human being specially cagatorising the gender ,he has also ornated people's behaviour. I am talking of Observation, you can tell it Noticing. Primarily parents keenly observes your minutes movements, meanwhile they the Charm of the progress of their Children.They look into your life, your way of living missing out what to be teached. They care for each and every sort of thing you asked or demanded.They even forget their life,concentrating on what the essentials who might need. They give their best to suffice your dreams but they miss their life has a living too. Time fades away so smoothly and rapidly that the gust of wind is remembered but not the memories. So,making it into nutshell, observing is great art and a keen observer can detail about Human behaviour perfectly but, life has its own tides and bounds.
Hope is the ray of Your wishes to come true. Hope can only feel,what you want to share. Hope is the way to live a life and die within Dear Hope, bring my charm ,So that i can breathe.
Dil ne ek pegham bheja, Zyada nhi bas maafi dhoonda Dil ne ek pegham bheja, Zyada nhi bas thodi mohabbat dhoonda, Pata tha use, Log samjhenghe nhi, Pata tha , Mohabbat uske nasib mein nhi, Dil ne ek pegham bheja Zyada nhi, bas ek keenara dhoonda Pata tha use, Ey Panni, amrut nhi, Mohabbat uske nasib mein nhi, Dil ne ek pegham bheja, Zyada nhi bas maut dhoonda Pata tha ushe, Ey aag hi, samjhega use.
Thou nights are deep Restless Thou days are even more tireness Thou sleep fights upto its brim to fall asleep Eyes are Cuffed, struggling to swipe up into Dreams, Thou heart aches out for love, Bidding adieu; Even the Souls, Screams Because; Thou Nights are Deep Restless