Short with words # 9
Two fighters entered a cage.
They punched and kicked.
Broke each other's egos,
Knocked out their hatred.
Two brothers left the cage.
हूँ इक उफनती सी नदी मैं
है जननी मेरी धरती ही
हूँ बेधड़क, हूँ बेझिझक
न जड़ हूँ मैं, चंचल हूँ मैं
हूँ थिरकती सी अपनी ही धुन में
हैं मंजिलें अपनी चुनी
खुद ही बुने हैं रास्ते
बेसुध मगन बुनती चली
आगे भी अपने रास्ते
पत्थरों को चीरती,
जंगलों को सींचती
अपनी मंजिल को चली
कितनों की जिव्हा सींचती
हों रास्ते मुश्किल तो क्या
चली हूँ मैं एकांत ही
कण कण को यूँ ही सींचती
कण कण को यूँ ही सींचती
है जल प्रवाह विराट यूँ
झर - झर के बहती हूँ कहीं
निर्मल कहीं, निर्मम कहीं
पोषक कहीं, अर्पण कहीं
है नीर मेरा शुद्ध ही
धरती के सीने पे यूँ ही
अल्हड़ सी मेरी चाल है
झर-झर कहीं, कल-कल कहीं
मचलती सी, इठलाती सी
मैं बह चली, यूँ बह चली....
In life, I believe, we always have choices…
Whether to cry your heart out or to put on a happy face…
Whether to hold on to sad memories & past
or to enjoy the present & live life to the fullest…
Whether to trust or not to trust…
Believe or not to believe…
Get hurt or not to get hurt…
To hold on & wait or to move on…
Life I believe, always gives us choices,
Life is simple;
We make it complicated…
Some of the choices may be tough,
These choices make us stronger…
Choose to be happy, choose to cry your heart out…
Choose to forgive, choose to stay strong…
Choose to love, to care…
Choose to trust, to believe…
Life has its risks,
But what would life be if we were a...
Whenever she is ready, she will let her wings grow back again!!!
I'm a dark soul;
Dark due to scratches..
Like a mirror whose inner surface is scratched..
It can't reflect the way it did, anymore..
The darkness, so intense that I'm unable to see myself,
The way I did before..
I'm desperately searching for the ray of light, the ray of hope;
Stretching its hands to reach me,
Which can tear apart the darkness, the fear of losing myself...
I'm a dark soul, searching myself;
Longing to see the beautiful me inside,
With a tinge of happiness,
Leaving the tan of sorrow behind.,
The rope of hope :)
When you are at the end of your rope...
Tie a knot &hold on...
As a child, I was very inclined to the defence career. As a very patriotic person , I sang our national anthem very clearly every time, stood straight ( I follow all these till today also ), tears used to corner my eyes while singing patriotic songs dedicated to the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for us, for our country.
But through the course of growing up, I faced some health conditions which restricted me from acquiring the defence career. Then I realised, not everyone can join Armed Forces, also it is not necessary to join the forces to serve our country. I came to know that we can still be true patriot just by doing our bit. By keeping my country clean & inspiring...
Happiness- What does one make of it?
Is it a deep void or a spiritual life?
Is it an eternal truth and yet a fallacy?
Is it the dream of all and yet no one's legacy?
In the present day scenario, man is a seeker of happiness and aspirant for bliss. He earnestly puts in best of his efforts and strives to achieve happiness and bliss. The only aim in life is the attainment of happiness and removal of sorrows. Man's very nature is bliss. He is indeed the embodiment of happiness.
Being content is being happy, is what I feel.
Since we have to play the cards, which our faith will deal.
we have to feel happiness, leaving our pain behind
The simple joy of life and that remote peace of mind...
Nothing is more beautiful than a smile that has struggled through tears :)
Chalte chalte raahe wafa se hat jate hain..
Hum bhi kyun aapas me yun hi kat jaate hain..
Kaun se mausam ka padta hai waar bhala sa..
Badhte badhte rishte kyun ghat jaate hain..
Kaun si aag bhadak uthti hai nafrat ki..
Dil apne kyun doodh ki tarah fat jaate hain..
Jin raahon par chalte hain hum jaise log..
Un raahon se aksar log palat jaate hain..
Phoolon me bhi milta nahi ab apnapan..
Shabnam hum bhi apne aap me simat jaate hain..
My Mom... My Guardian Angel Each & every spell casted out of her wand
Kills a part of her... But for the sake of
Guarding our lives;
Being a Guardian Angel, she sacrifices hers!!!
Her love unconditional!!
& Sacrifices Uncountable!!!
Vocabularies of ...
The Alluring Sunrise...
I'm sitting at my garden
watching the sky..
The alluring sunrise
And the baby birds trying to fly..
So mesmerizing it is..
My heart just skipped a beat.
Trying to figure out who she is??
I think ; The dawn is a princess
Who holds her chin high,
Her gown spreads throughout
the contours of the sky...
The gown seems pinkish purple
which flows with her for
Then vanishes with her ;
her chin held high.... <3