Lagaya dil dukaya dil har dafa

                                           


Every night i kept on thinking about so many things and the most about i can everything better and beautiful with sometime lovely plus romantic. But by every morning destiny planned something different for me. Like every morning destiny surprise me with shocking reality. Reality to which im always running away but somehow i understand, that it would never ever possible for me to leave this behind.

 My whole day passed with so many efforts to run away from harsh reality to putting so many efforts to drag it to the nearest better and comfortable world but , this long night turned out to be just like a spring or elastic which comes to earlier stage when you drop it.

Ahhh.... I hate it...I hate it more everyday.

But im human and when i see some people are so related to me, so neither i have any choice nor im allowed to stop. 

With every morning i have to do same steps, get up ....run as much possible and stay hopeful. But some day are like snail or i can say someday i become snail like person. who dont want to do anything, dont want to meet anyone, just want to close eyes , so i cant those people who have lot of expectation from me.

Its not me , but its my destiny who is playing game with me.

Neither its allow me to drop everything nor its allowing me to succeed . The one who always put me in situation where i kept doubting my own efforts.

someday everything become so worst that i felt like , that i cant make it upto next morning. All i want at that time, please allow me shattered completely. At least after that i wont have to gather myself to start it again. But no.... no.... i again see myself at beginning of place where i was last day.

And i cant help... rather than to just get courage to do it again.



Kaho toh hum bhi muskurate hain,

"Kahaani" tumhe sunate hain,

Yaqeeen aaye toh naw gham koi,

Ke khul k aaj sab batate hain..!


Hume laga tha ab hume kabhi,

Nah hogo pyaar naw dosti,

Lagaya dil dukaya dil har dafa,

Laga ke phir haseen galti ki.!


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