Blank.
Judaa hoke bhi,
Tu mujhme kahin baaki hai
Palkon mein banke aanson tu chali aati hai.
Ab to aadat si hai mujhko,
Aise jeene mein....
In those dark times,in that period of helplessness, you walk into your room. You sit and stare at the floor.A tear flows down.And then you break down.Into pieces.Each bit of you wants to absolve into nothingness. You lose control over your emotions. That heart wrenching moment which came courtesy someone you loved.
Why does it become so difficult to take control of one's life then? Those memories only make you weep more. Weep so much that it hurts. Soon that loneliness,that empty feeling becomes a way of life. When you think you are limping back to normalcy,one flash and its staring at you in your face again. That stab of pain which you got used to by now,leaves a fresh wound. You realise,no matter what you do, it shall stay.
How can one person leave your world so shaken? All coz that person meant the world to you ? Ideally things are supposed to be so perfect. Unconditional love. One instance and all those constraints remind you of what could have been. Move On. Be strong. Have advised and being advised the same. You smile,you shrug, you smirk. Shit happens. But at the end of the day,when you are by yourself all the advices and wise words fly outta the window. Logic fails. Reason surrenders. And you cry.
You hate yourself for having let someone have so much control over you. In that cold isolation you decide enough is enough. Not easy,you admit. But heck, you take on life. A lil wise, a lil bruised. A tad incomplete, but whole nevertheless. For life moves on...
Ps:- My well wishers...i know u must be reaching for your phones by now..but am fine..trust me:) . This was long overdue,a draft waiting to happen..and so it did.
Tu mujhme kahin baaki hai
Palkon mein banke aanson tu chali aati hai.
Ab to aadat si hai mujhko,
Aise jeene mein....
In those dark times,in that period of helplessness, you walk into your room. You sit and stare at the floor.A tear flows down.And then you break down.Into pieces.Each bit of you wants to absolve into nothingness. You lose control over your emotions. That heart wrenching moment which came courtesy someone you loved.
Why does it become so difficult to take control of one's life then? Those memories only make you weep more. Weep so much that it hurts. Soon that loneliness,that empty feeling becomes a way of life. When you think you are limping back to normalcy,one flash and its staring at you in your face again. That stab of pain which you got used to by now,leaves a fresh wound. You realise,no matter what you do, it shall stay.
How can one person leave your world so shaken? All coz that person meant the world to you ? Ideally things are supposed to be so perfect. Unconditional love. One instance and all those constraints remind you of what could have been. Move On. Be strong. Have advised and being advised the same. You smile,you shrug, you smirk. Shit happens. But at the end of the day,when you are by yourself all the advices and wise words fly outta the window. Logic fails. Reason surrenders. And you cry.
You hate yourself for having let someone have so much control over you. In that cold isolation you decide enough is enough. Not easy,you admit. But heck, you take on life. A lil wise, a lil bruised. A tad incomplete, but whole nevertheless. For life moves on...
Ps:- My well wishers...i know u must be reaching for your phones by now..but am fine..trust me:) . This was long overdue,a draft waiting to happen..and so it did.
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But as youu have said.. Life goes on.. and so it is!
So keep smiling! :)
and u r one person who personifies the phrase "Move on" :)
Hats off to ya :)
and yes.............always stay tht ways
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Regards,
Manzoor Khan
such emotions as depicted here always refain me from even thinking about someone . makes me feel its all pain and nothing else.
@ Kon?? - Seeing ya afta a long time mate!
@ Vipul - :).Abh aapse kya kahen? :)
@ Manzoor - will check it out for sure. :)
@ paddyworld - Mea culpa. Infact a pal of mine also stays away from love coz of the pain it causes. The reason ppl pen their pain and not the pleasure is to seek solace from others. When one is happy,one seldom has time to do stuff like this ;).
But trust me mate...love atleast once..tht experience is worth anything it costs :).
Should I be happy for you that you have the strength and fortitude to triumph over what life throws at you, be happy for myself that I have never experienced such a crushing moment or be sad that I have not experienced such a moment, which means that my experience of that thing called life is essentially incomplete?
I think I will go with the first choice
:)
That was potent stuff, keep writing.
Merry Christmas!!!
well u have written something which i felt like commenting after a long time :P
@ Sameer - Right choice,baby ;)Merry X'mas and new year to ya too :)
@ Kon?? - Ahem,excuse me? :))