Tere waqt ko waqt nahi diyi,
Tere hatonko na thamkar muh mor liyi,
Ye mahabbat tha ya nafrat..
tujhe chorke or gali gayi barbar,
taki tu aye roke or thame harbar,
Ye mahabbat tha ya nafrat..
tujhe chahana hasana tere gamko bhulana,
Nakam hone par tujhse dur hoke tujhe tere maksat ke kareeb lana,
ye mahabbat tha ya nafrat..
Jhut boli dhokadari kiyi,
jab tere ayneme khudko tabah hote dekhi tab tujhe tabah kiyi,
ye mahabbat tha ya nafrat..
Ab sukoon hai tere bina kuch paneki tamanna nei kuch khone ka dor nahi,
firvi tujhe dhundna barbar,
Ye mahabbat hai ya nafrat..
As she opened the door she stood there silently for a few seconds. She then bursts into uncontrollable laughter as she realizes what she's looking at.
it was the world there with duality.The trees birds sun moon each of them were to give you only.But in reality they were giving everything till they were getting what they want.Tree wants co2. birds want nest in the tree.The sun wants the earth to revolve around it to give sunrays.The moon wants sunlight from earth.
She laughs hard on her stupidity.Its a give and take world.But silly her..she thought love was unconditional..
I want to reach the top..
I want to be this rose..
Now i m just mqking my root strong..
spreading the leaves sometimes in wrong direction..
sometimes in right..
Sometimes the leaves are torn apart..
Sometimes they r embraced with fresh air and water..
Gradually there will be buds.
Bringing possibility of a colourful future..
Maybe again the storm will destroy the buds..
I will again start with a broken heart..
But the seed of hope i will never let to die
One day the bud will turn into the red rose..
that day i will be one with the rose..crossing all the obstacles..beautifully alone..
Life is a masterpiece..
Its an artist's crease..
Sometimes it breaks us into pieces..
Sometimes it throws so burdem that life ceases..
The unnecessesary burden makes our life toxic..
Only we can handle ups and downs in life being heroic..
Fight till the end, never think to leave the field..
Life is a battle to win,its not a shield..
The trains were coming in and out of the station. But she stood there, motionless. Until she heard a voice. That voice that always gave her chills....
She wanted to turn back but stopped..It was her terrible past shouting her name and telling "U can't catch the train.U r bounded to me." She standed there still..untill her hopes doomed the past and then she moved forward to catch the train....
The girl asks to smile the little sad boy.
The boy closes his lips and nods his head.."NOOOO!!"
The girl pretends to find something and come with a chocolate from her bag.The child smills immediately.
the girl captures the smile in her eyes.Now that will be the oxygen for the girl to go through the day.
Dream is when you urge for exploring all ur goals..
Goal is when you aim for indulging every moments in fulfilling ur dreams..😊
P.S.-Every door is a new opportunity to explore yourself.Explore happiness! 😍
"She was looking out of the store window, drinking her favorite coffee. When out of the blue a man showed up and sat down at her table, looking straight into her eyes..."
And told her "I hope I do not interrupt ur solitude."
She replied "I am not in solitude but the aroma and fragnance of coffee spell me around and your mere presence can't affect that."
And then she ordered another cup of coffee for herself and turned her eyes in the blue again.
So how is kolkata in RAINY DAYS?In every season,every quarter of the year,I see different colours here.But this year rain seens to make kolkata more vibrant and colourful.The yellow taxies turn more yellowish.The green tree leaves, reflecting the raindrop seems more lively.The waterlogged streets sometimes feel too muddy or sometimes just a play ground full of water.Although I cant smell the rain from those air controlled spaces.But whenn I do,I make sure to breath deep and feel the spell of nature. 💚
What have i done now?Did I break someone's heart?But the count of mine still will be more.Was he talking about the secrets I keep from my nearest ones?But how he can know it all wen i myself keep me forgetting those?Wait!May be its a prank but what if it isn't.what if he hurt me again with the old truths that are mere lies today?But if he does,I will not be afraid again..
After all there will not be any secrets then and I have not also to be couragious enough to share that..
Life is combination of little things.Little things can give u sudden happiness.Little things can light up ur mood or little things can make u nostalogic..So embrace all those little moments to make ur life beautiful..😊
Dear ex(just in my life),
Remember how many hours,minutes,seconds exact,we talk?
The expressions,the smiles,they have been faded..
But ur talks,ur voice,ur calling my name they r not..
I wondered how u can so easily mend my wounds..
Forgive my mistakes and make me better..
I wonder do u still love me the way u used to do way back..
Or hatred is added to that passionate love..
I even wonder can someone replace my place in ur life..
Or I will always remain the one and only for u..
My innocence childish behaviour with u,can it be forgotten by the stresses or new bees of ur life?
I know u r much stronger than me,stronger to move on..
I know i was that immature girl who could again and...
We are not perfect.Nobody is perfect in this imperfect world.But when u love someone,u fall for those little imperfect things.Dats what makes love beautiful. Many people gonna use your imperfectness for an excuse but the right people will embrace ur imperfectness and will make ur life perfect. ❤
What is the definition of successfull life to you??The life having good friends family wealth and everything or the life accepting u have wat u need and u can't have everything.
Whenever i open lettrs,I think about taking the photo challanges and then just fall out of words and just leave it.We feel it so difficult to put our feelings in words.What the people will think?What will they assume?Would they feel i m negetive?
Would they relate with my ideas or judge me?But we forget we just need to breath and let it be.Write watever on ur mind.Pour ur heart out.If PEOPLE JUDGE YOU,LET THEM JUDGE U,BUT DEAR DON'T U GIVE URSELF PERMISSION TO JUDGE UR OWNSELF....
It's been always a dream..
Holding the microphone..
Stage full of lights..
Pouring my heart out..
Singing out the passion..
Cheering up all with the tunes..
It's been always a unfullfilled dreams..
But in this vain another dream succeeds..
Singling on the stage of life..
performing each and every part of the life's song beautifully..
When no one to cheer up cheering my ownself..
living on the tunes singing out loud..
And making life the grearest stage performence..