Then in the morning a friend of mine showed me her film she made for
her class, it continued the thinking streak.
Mujhe nahi lagta ke meri zindagi itni zyada sad hai.
Ya bohut tragic hai.
Shayad kisi ki nahi hoti, ya hoti bhi ho.
Lekin meri nahi hai. shayad maine khud hi bana di?
Lekin then I also think ke jab insaan itna strong rehta hai, toh ek
time zaroor ata hai jab woh aur kuch nahi bare karsakta.
Lekin kya mera woh time agaya tha? ya hai?
Am I too young for that? Or is there no age?
Lekin phir meri poori zindagi pari hai aur mujhe itna kuch dekhna hai,
breaking up like this would just make me weaker.
Kaash mujhe parhna na parta, not because I dont like it. But because
then Id be able to roam around freely and do what I like.
Hunt for myself and my passions.
Jis tarha movies main hota hai? bilkul waisa break.
Kabhi kabhi sochti hoon ke agar koi rishta na hota, koi dost na hota
toh kaisi zindagi hoti.
Kaisa hota kisi ko naa jan'na aur naa pehchan'na.
Baghair kisi expectation ke zindagi guzarna
Bus diye jana kisi umeed ke bagahair.
Kahin kho jana kabhi,
Kabhi din guzarna sahil ki kinaray
Jab koi poochnay wala naa ho.
Bas apnay khayal hon aur khud
Rayt ho, sochayn hon aur paani.
No comments:
Post a Comment