A few words I came across very recently/sent to me. Somethings I could not stop reading over and over again.
1) Macha's mssg, sent to me yesterday night.
' Manzilein bahut hain,
Afsaane bahut hain,
Rah-e-zindagi mein,
imtehaan aane bahut hain,
Mat karo gila uska jo mila nahin,
Is duniya mein khush rehne ke,
bahaane bahut hain. '
Usually I get loads of such peshaabi mssgs which i delete without even reading completely.
But different is the case with it.
2) One from my little sister, i found too special.
' I want to go back to the time,
when 'getting high' meant 'on a swing',
when 'drinking' meant 'apple juice',
when 'dad' was the only 'hero',
when 'love' was 'mom's hug',
when 'dad's shoulder' was the 'highest place on earth',
when ur 'worst enemies' were ur 'siblings',
when the only things that could 'hurt' were 'skinned knees',
when the only things 'broken' were ur 'toys',
and when 'gudbyes' meant only 'till tomorrow'. '
More than taking me back to the memories of childhood, it realized me my present.
3) This one out of my habit of reading the doors of final block rooms.
' I sit and talk to God,
and he just laughs at my plans,
my head speaks a language,
I don't understand.
I just wanna feel real 'it',
fill the home that I live in.
Coz I got too much life running through my veins,
goin to waste.
Not sure I understand this role I've been given,
not sure I understand. '
From Deba's highly scribbled door, this one interested me when I was still in the most joyous moods of mine and instantly got me to ponder over my actual state of mind.
4) From one of my favourite ambiances, the LL one.
' A new perspective allows the contemplative man to unlock hidden pleasures from the object of his passion. '
So damn true ! A heavy mood, music, darkness and a few words to be with.
5) Something from my own room which I made out only after one year of residence.
' I have only pain to offer,
my world is one full of gloomy clouds,
but one day I know,
the sun will shine through,
and then I will have my destiny in my hand. '
The clouds will part and the sun will shine with its ray (of hope) , in some form atleast
