us ki umid-e-naz ka ham se ye maan tha ki aap
umr guzar dijiye umr guzar di gai


//jaun eliye sahab//

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I would go beyond ....
Beyond the walls to discover something wonderful existing in those
oblivion lights ,where I have always wished to exist.
To exist in fairy tales...with a cup of magic in one hand and destiny in the other.

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You seems an endless dark beautiful night, arriving after dread realities of days, slowly and slowly creeping through the creaks of twilight, into shadows. And, so you tell me I am home.

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About the World

So, would I start with grand bits, of sentences and exclaim with
Heroic gestures. Should I so, to have the most genuine definition of 'The World.'
We all are wiser men, ain't we?
We know its true dimensions, its colour variants, rainbows and glass houses, pebbles and shore, woods and cattle pumping hard on fields, expensive trades to human slavery... Everything is a grand affair as well an unimportant drive to us....We know to much of economies and trades and little about ourselves, and others. But, we are a wiser being. Yes! We being an innate part of a mighty heaven with exemplary intellect rules the world, far superior and potent of all...
In the lights of sun, we are the colour of the world, loud and bright resembles the best of creations. But, what about the other side of moon? What about the happenings on poles and about the colliding galaxies and dying stars. Do we witness all by ourselves. No... It's the way everything, straight and erratic.
Truth is simply but how you find it can't be decipher.
I think. World is odd. World is a grey horse.It's dark and viscous, pumping shadows of hell.It's a moon mistress. Confused and confident.
The Strangest Magic

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To me, life seems like a distant horizon, to which I can stare and stare, vaguely and can never reach there... It's like the odour you carry in your veins, but you cannot truly be a part of it.
It's not that we wanted life to the brim of vessels, but we are tired of being in waters. We are being taught to rest and endure but we aren't told when to quit. So, everywhere we wanted a Sun but beneath that sun, there are too much lives sacrificed!!

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And there was darkness everywhere around me. And, I could not go home....
I could not go!!

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You have to walk that extra inch, the one that appeared farthest to the light of your soul. It's the verge that you don't know existed since you never met the possibilities that would make it happen to your very knowledge.... It's the place where everything seems to annihilate the worldly causes but at the same time, bring you close to the meaning of life. You must go there so that the true power of your being is revealed to you.

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Har baar mere samne aati rahi ho tum
Har baar tum se mil ke bicchadhta raha huun main
Tum kaun ho ye khud bhi nahin janti ho tum
Mai kaun huuñ ye khud bhi nahin janta huuñ maiñ
Tum mujh ko jaan kar hi padi ho azaab meñ
Aur is tarah khud apni saza ban gaya huuñ maiñ
Tum jis zamin par ho maiñ uska khuda nahin
Pas sar ba sar azziyat o azar hi raho
Bezar ho ga.i ho tum zindagi se tum
Jab bas men kuch nahin hai to bezar hi raho
Tum ko yahan ke saaya-o-partav se kya gharaz
Tum apne haq men biich ke divar hi raho
Maiñ ibtida-e-ishq se be-mehr hi raha
Tum intiha-e-ishq ke meaar hi raho
Tum khuun thukti ho ye sun kar khushi hui
Is rang is ada meñ bhi purkar hi raho
Main ne ye kab kaha tha mohabbat meñ hai najat
Main ne ye kab kaha tha vafadar hi raho
Apni mata-e-naz luta kar mire liye
Bazar-e-iltifat meñ nadar hi raho
Jab maiñ tumhen nashat-e-mohabbat na de saka
Ghum meñ kabhi sukun-e-rifaqat na de saka
Jab mere sab charagh-e-tamanna hava ke hain
Jab mere saare khvab kisi bevafa ke hain
Phir mujh ko chahne ka tumhen koi haq nahin
Tahan karahne ka tumhen koi haq nahin

~~Hazrat Jaun Eliya~~

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... My very soul, it's very love has been taken away and I am left empty with my blood but I am suppose to live.

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I thought, for a moment that there no definite exists, between an interval of day and night but a lame idea of change that governs the voluptuous world. I believed that, people are compelled to admit to the existence of changes taking place and so they seem to believe in, though there exists only a perceptual frames of ocurrings and endings. It's similar to like sun rising and setting in over the face of the sky. There is no changes and passing of things but sprouting of new things and dispersing of older ones.

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