Bas Aur Kuch nahi

Jo tufaan pehle gharon ko roondhkar nikal jate the 

Who aaj kal tuuti ui divaron ko hilake jate hai 

Zindhagi ase he jiye jate hai 

Kuch pakadarkar rakha hai aur Kuch beh jane diye jate hai 

Kati hui - padi hui havah main jhoom Aasman ke nile samundar main gum Idar mudi , udhar udhi Tootkar bikharne se pehle hum bhi to kuch jee le zara

all it needs to see someone dear clearly is to SHED SOMETHING within

Some day’s back I met an old friend I tried to search myself in her eyes 

What I saw was a blurred image of mine Tear in my eyes and hers made our respective images blur That day I realized “all it needs to see someone dear clearly is to SHED SOMETHING within”

Why are we crying for things which have to die anyways?

Every exiting thing turns into a routine before it fades away or dies.

At present just think of the most desirable thing that you want

Will you have a desire for it next year, and for the coming years? 

If you are crying today for something.

It is possible that tomorrow you won’t even need it.

We live in a drastically changing world.

Were most of the times we run and cry for silly things? 

Why are you even living? Does this question rise in your mind any day? 

Everything is futile Everything is meaningless 

Everything will die in due course of time 

Why are we crying for things which are going to die anyway?

Let only the death detach me

I am feeling miserable
I feel like crying
I feel sad

Things seems out of control
Every time I encounter a problem - I crib
I feel I won’t be able to solve it

Everything I crib - I feel bad for feeling low
Again I make myself understand that I have to fight back

I convince myself to fight back
And I fight back

But

Not this time
Not this time

Let me die
Let me rest in peace
The war is never gonna end
The fight is never gonna stop
It is a dead loop

Let only the death detach me

Ignorance would have been bliss

I have met very less people like me - who know that they are confused
God has brought me closer to Questions but have left me wandering to find answers
God has also made a whole class who are untouched by confusion
They are busy in parting and enjoying and are untouched by so many things

I asked god “why you made me to like this ?”
I would have been happy if I would have been untouched by your feel
I would have been normal like many others – who are bound by limits when they think they are free
I would have felt liberated in a cage – though unknown to the cage around me

Timeless happiness would have been restricted to things I could have been able to buy by money

Ignorance would have been bliss

Now I am a dead man
I belong to No world
I can’t attain happiness in materialistic things
Neither can I be an atheist nor a common man
Will I live in confusion throughout?