Pinjare ki chidiya
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I believe we can't take away anyone's pain. Because taking means creating a 'void' there where there was pain earlier in that person and that must be replaced with something positive else that person will create/generate more pain and fill that !
Now the giving part, you can only give what you have inside. I can't give candies if I have rocks inside. Though I can promise to give candies as soon as I get those! But that doesnt help because some people love to be in pain, they get accustomed to it, programmed!
Well, I have observed, when someone confides in people, share their pain, they are already half way through self-healing. 90% of the time the other person start sharing his/her problems ...
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I don't wanna be alone tonight
It's pretty clear that I'm not over you
I'm still thinking 'bout the things you do
So I don't want to be alone tonight, alone tonight, alone tonight
Can you light the fire?
I need somebody who can take control
I know exactly what I need to do
'Cause I don't wanna be alone tonight, alone tonight, alone tonight
Look what you made me do, I'm with somebody new
Ooh, baby, baby, I'm dancing with a stranger
Look what you made me do, I'm with somebody new
Ooh, baby, baby, I'm dancing with a stranger
Dancing with a stranger
I wasn't even goin' out tonight
But, boy, I need to get you off of my mind
I know exactly what I have to do
I don't wanna be alone tonight, alone ...
I cry on my own shoulder,
And get back up,
I am my own HERO !~Shweta
I write when I am sad, it is not that I always write when I am sad but whenever I write, sadness has to be there otherwise I cant write or write and never post it or sometimes delete it.
It means, sadness pushes me out of my shell, and make me throw the content out unapologetically.. A silent, unnoticed but fierce anger starts crawling in each of my nerve and I suddenly dont care about anyone or anything.. I dont give a damn actually, i stop pretending and pull of the mask!
I dont know if that is a good thing but why do I need sadness/anger to be ME ??
Why I cant keep it inside anymore? Why do I have to write even this?...Shweta
Ye mat puchho ki kaisi aurat hun,
Karoge yaad ki aisi aurat hun 😎🤘
Shhh..chupke se girau ye dard k ansoo,
Phir bhi hansti rahu ki aisi aurat hu
Bar bar zindagi jise neeche giraane mein juti ho,
Phir bhi har bar khadi ho jau ki aisi aurat hu,
Jiske paas hain sabke raaz, jisse sab karte mann ki baat,
Par khud na kabhi bolu khud k halaat ki aisi aurat hu,
Jiske aane se aaye bahaar, jiske jaane se jaaye bahaar
Jo vo jaane ki khud hai bahaar par anjaan rahe ki aisi aurat hu,
Jiski palko mein anginat sapne aur chamak hai ghazab ki ankho mein,
Phir bhi hotho se chhupa jaye dard ki aisi aurat hun,
Chaal dekhi tumne, nain dekhe tumne, naksh dekhe,
Jo dil bhi hatheli pe dikha du rakh ke ki aisi...
बहुत हसीन सही सोहबतें गुलों की मगर
वो ज़िंदगी है जो काँटों के दरमियाँ गुज़रे
~ Jigar Moradabadi
Shesh na rahe vishesh...!!
Main ek sadharan ladki hun,
Par har pal duvidha se ladti hun,
Ek pal main ye jeena chahti hun.. duje pal main vo..
Main itne Jeene se santusht nahi..ye kahun kisko..
Main jeena chahti hun, phir aur jeena chahti hun.. phir aur jeena chahti hun.. jab tak kujh bhi jeena shesh na bache
Mere jeevan ka lakshay kya hai, mera kyun janam hua..?
Maine sapne to dekh liye par unko paane k liye kya kiya..?
Aaj dharti pe mahal banana chahti hun, kal mujhe aasmaan chahiye,
Aaj maine ye khushi paa li.. kal vo bhi chahiye..
Main paana chahti hun, phir aur paana chahti hun.. phir aur paana chahti hun.. jab tak kujh bhi paana shesh nab bache
Aaj maine Geeta padh l...
Main dekhti hun, sochti hun, aur aankhen moond leti hun,
kyun dukhi hai ye desh mera,
kuchh karna chahti hun,
phir hansti hun..
sochkar, ki ladki tujhme abhi itni himmat kahan?
kaun saath dega tera?
kaun sunega tujhko?
Swarth ki chaadar odhe baithe hain sab,
main, mera aur mujhko..
aaj baraste paani mein bhi jaane kyun,
ye dil fafak kar jal raha hai,
mere desh ki azaadi k liye jinhone qurbani di,
unke tyaag ka mazak ban raha hai..
Tiranga aaj bas ek rang mein ghul gya hai..
na samriddhi hai, na shanti na sampannata..
bas laal rang hai.. laal hi vo ban gya hai..
Is desh mein bahut jaan hai vo ye janta hai..
par ab ukhadti saanso ki stirtha k liye hi...
Tiranga humse balidaan mangt...
They asked me 'what is heaven'
and i pointed towards 'you'
But then u left.. leaving me alone..
and my search went beyond..
Then I chose.. 'myself'
but I am so full of contradictions..
So, I declined this prediction..
I said 'death'
and death is end
but then life is also full of so many ends & deaths..
childhood... adulthood.. die..
Now, I am more
finally came to conclusion........
Yes.. the death is heaven..
"the death of deaths"
the death of ends..
The death of pain..
Don't die when something in you dies..
Replace it with life..
this new fresh breath..
is indeed heaven..!~Shweta
"Mere rangeen sapne"
Main akeli, baithi thi,
ektak akash ko dekhti,
tum pata nahi kahan se achanak se aa gaye,
mere dil ki dhadkano ko sahsa badha gaye,
mujhe ek canvas dekar tum bole..
rang dalo vo sab jo tum chahti ho,
is berang jeevan se bahar nikal kar..
sab rango se khelo..
aur rang dalo apne sapne, apni duniya
vo sab jo chhoot gya aur vo sab jo pana hai,
vo sapna jo nahi raha aur vo jo jeena hai,
Aur main lekar baith gyi vo canvas,
maine sabse pehle apni hansi rangi,
aur tumhara saath,
hum dono ke sapne,
aur ek khush haal parivar,
uske saath nachte phool,
itr mein doobi hawayein,
aur dher saara pyar...
pahaad, nadiyan, jharne , baadal..
Very much Alive..;
Imprints of my soul..
Elixir of my life..
and not so real..;
Genius, powerful.. magnetic
Ready to commune with reality..
Miraculous, magical.. original
dancing to the music of my soul..
oscillating between times..
Yearn for Impossible..
are in journey..
From VIRTUAL to REAL..!!~Shweta
Keep chasing me...protecting me.. Spying on me..
Wherever I go..
Whatever I do..
His eyes..never leaves me alone !
My heart meditates on them..
and I am spellbound..speechless slave..
Like a helpless lamb to be butchered..
Or already dead..
By His eyes.. sometimes..they kill me !!
But they speak.. they care and of most..they love..
And I am living in two worlds..
One where I see me and other where he sees me..
and if I die here... I'll still live..
in His eyes..
I breathe in his eyes~Shweta
Where are those men who care?
Those men who love?
Those who are responsible..?
Who stand by her side come what may
Those men who protect their woman and children?
Those who listen to her?
Those who talk to her?
Those who motivate her
Those men who support her
Those who turn every agony into something beautiful
Those who talk their woman out of pain
And those who keep listening to her until all the pain is poured out
Those who understand her
Those who sit with her in silence
Those who hold her, hug her daily
Those who kiss her forhead to make her feel special
Those who protect her
Those who donot enslave her, take advantage of her,
Those who understand her pain and do...
If I can go back in time and be someone for sometime then
I would like to be J. Robert Oppenheimer, who is often called the "father of the atomic bomb" for leading the Manhattan Project, the program that developed the first nuclear weapon during World War II. I wouldn't have invented the nuclear weapon(atomic bomb) at all!
Thus making world a better place to live in !
I would love to be my mommy's mother. I would have hugged my mom and told her that She is the prettiest woman on earth and how much i love and adore her and that She must not miss me when i am gone. I would have kissed her several times and would have died in her arms. She wasnt able to see my g...
You make it..
I am happy..
I am happy..
I am happy..
I am happy..
I am happy...~Shweta
Jeene k liye zaruri saans, hawa, pani,
Aur jo maine kuchh maang liya to meri mannmaani!
Jo uski marzi hogi vohi milega,
Kyu itna selfish hai kya mera khuda??!!
Meri marzi kahan gyi,
Mere astitva ka kya,
Meri saanso ki keemat par meri zindagi ko na jala...!!!~Shweta
3000 crore !
We, A Developing Nation !
Many of us unemployed, poor, hungry, devastated !
But YAY we have biggest statue , bigger in size and much much bigger in expenditure (bigger than China, Japan, USA..but these are already developed countries..aren't they? They can afford statue luxury...isn't it?)
But we want to pay tribute to the long forgotten hero....
How about a big multispeciality charity hospital in his name? Or higher educational institution ? Or lets rename a big city on his name?? A big museum?..bigger than Nehru or Gandhi's ?
Naaah....he is a Patel... A Gujarati.. His stature is biggest..(everything in Gandhi, Nehru name..can't you see)
Okay, so you a...
Life is happening to us..
It is the consequence of choices we make..
We are what we chose in past and we will be what we are chosing now.
It is nothing but 'Decision making'
I chose misery and thats what i got..
And i know there are parallel realities, parallel worlds...i would have been the happiest version of myself if i chose happiness..and that fate is happening simultaneously somewhere in the parallel world...but i am stuck here because i chose this !
This cannot be undone, or time cannot run backwards, i cannot escape... But i can create a beautiful future, i can chose beauty, happiness, love now...but i forgot how to do that... Its been 7 long years and now i...
Hide it.. Hide your pain, sorrow, everything..people will know, parents will know, children will know, so hide it.
They might feel sorry for you or might laugh at you, they will know everything about you, so hide it.
Go on being fake..and hide it !
Never put on courage and face it..!
Go on hiding it... Well done!
Peeth par khanjar chubhe hain,
Ashrudhara behti rehti,
Aur dil chhalni pada hai,
Aas bandhti phir tootati si,
Roz suboh shaamo ka silsila hai,
Jhuth pe jhuth ka khandahar sa veeran quila,
Bache duur, manmaniya duur vo hansi duur,
Iss khandahar mein sirf meri siskiyan,
Aur vo pi gya mujhko iss botal se uss botal tak,
Iss gilas se uss gilas mein..
Sham se subah tak,
Kabhi subah se shaam me,
Pii gya vo..pii raha hai aur peeta hi rahega jab tak meri ruh bhi veeran na ho jaye..
Kaash koi bacha le mujhko, mere hi bacho ki khatir,
Jhinjhod de ye atma, nikal le iss pinjare se, main banjar bejaan si, marr rahi hu,ro rahi hu, taaqat nahi bachi ab bas upar teri or ho r...
Sometimes someone hurts you so bad that it stops hurting at all..until something or someone makes you feel again...and then it all comes back...every word, every hurt, every moment..!
It seems as if you deliberately wanted to hurt me,
As if some unfinished anger was in you because she left you,
And that you took on me..
Has the revenge paid off well?
Are you happy now, my love?
I loved to paint..
Until, you came..
Now with bruised, red, wet, swollen, broken, ageing, hopeless, love-less face... I, myself is an art..!
Coldness, brutal neglect of the feelings, keeping things hazy. ..isnt the act of bravery but cowardness for one who is brave, come & embrace & engulf & love or atleast say it & Go for once & all..!
Still managing to camouflage,
How hard it is to fake a smile,
To hide this pain,
What else is left?
Take that too..if any,
I don't care now..
I have already given everything,
Every inch, every ounce of my being..
I have thrown in your fire,
Now this worthless life is left,
Or bury it,
I don't care anymore...
What else is left...
I don't care anymore
Hide & seek,
till the end & beyond..
Ek dil hai,
Aur hazaro rang,
Kuchh bikhri yaadein dhundli c,
Yahan vahan padi kuchh baatein,
Thodi c fiqr,
Thodi c hidayatein,
Kuchh hansi, kuchh masoomiyat,
Mann mein chalti bhavnayein,
Yehi hai samaan ab tak apni dosti ka..
Lo ye gathri baandh li Maine, usi reshmi rumaal se..., jisse bandhti thi main kabhi ..apne khule baalo ko..
Aur tek di dil k chhote se ek kone mein,
Nahi dukan nahi lagani,
Bas dhyan rakhna hai,
Iss keemti samaan ka,
Par dil se khoon bhi to tapak raha hai tup tupp,
Awaaz bhi to ho rahi hai,
Seelan bhi to badh rahi hai,
Aur dararein bhi,
Aur main bacha rahi hu isey, kabhi idhar kabhi udhar,
Jo thak jau kabhi main, to hath badha dena,
Apne dil me rakh lena, kira...
Who are you?
Found you when my hands were full,
A small talk, an innocent wish, a pure heart and then nothing...
But held you in a tiny space in long forgotten deep corner of my heart,
Kept you there..untouched, unnoticed..
And then the same mundane stuff, the life kept on going,
And one day suddenly, you made your presence felt,
That long forgotten memory, that smile came back,
That silent whisper in the ear came back..my well wisher came back..!
What relationship do we share, I wonder!!
What would have been our future if we would have met before meeting everyone else in our lives..I wonder.. just a friend...more than a friend..less than a friend..why only a friend??..a p...
Ye dastan ajeeb hai,
Tu dil k kareeb hai,
Ye janta hai tu bhi kuchh,
Aur janti hu main bhi sab,
Par hum muskuraye rehte hain,
Hansi hontho se lagaye baithe hain,
Tum bhi gaahe bagahe chutkiya le lete ho,
Kabhi gayab ho jaate ho,
Kabhi samne aa jate ho,
Kabhi dil me samaate ho,
Kabhi dil se nikal jaate ho,
Na dekha hai tumko ...na tumne bhi Milne ki kabhi koshish ki,
Phir bhi jaise jante hain hum kaafi samay se ek dusre ko,
Ye rishta hai kya jise hum kitni masoomiyat se dosti keh dete hain,
Jisme darwaze hi darwaze,
Na deewarein na khidkiyan,
Jisme aana aur Jana humara laga hi rehta hai,
Kabhi hum aa jate hain,
Kabhi tum aa jate ho,
Na taale hain, na chori ka darr,
Na shartein koi n...