rishton ki fees chuka na paaye jhootha kirdar phir; nibha na paaye jal chuki thi; tere jaane se; mere jism ki rooh iss kadar jal chuki thi; tere jaane se; mere jism ki rooh iss kadar raakh ho gaye hum bhi; shamshaan me kisi ke jalane se pehle
There's greed in each of us, that is certain. But how does one succumb to greed so completely that they totally loose control. Because it's also certain that greed poison the mind first, then comes into action.
Amidst the dilemma between whether to continue suffering or just ending it all. Searching blindly for that mother's touch and a desire to hold father's hands again, Maybe possible in a dream where I may sleep forever where I may no longer be an Orphan.
Break through that imaginary glass you have placed over yourself. Stop reflecting and absorbing all the things that burdens you and let it pass through you freely. Removing your Armour might be an uphill battle, but putting it on while failing to revive your moribund life will suffocate you even more.
गुफ्तगू हो रही थी उसके "ऐबों" की उसके ही जनाज़े में फिर किसी ने उसके हुनर पूछ लिए सब खामोश हो गए शायद ये बातें कहने और सुनने में किसी को कोई दिलचस्पी नहीं होती
मैं तो बस सफेद चादर ओढ़े लेटा था, बस थोड़ी सी खामोशी के इंतजार में।