Janm, Lagn, Mrityu- ye teeno insaan ke khud ke vash main nahi hain, aisa naniji kahti hain. Unse phone pe baat kar ke yaad aati hai wo meri kaashi, jahaan paawan gangaa bahti hai.
Was thinking that we plan so many things in life. At times, things happen beyond our expectations, and go beyond our control.
My stubborn self never planned to give my heart to anyone. But as it has started happening otherwise, my loving self has started taking over.
Love hs its own moments of joy n despair.
So few times, brain says - nothing doing. marriage n pyar - karna hee nahi hai. Loads of emotions too precious to spare.
Thn at times, I brush it aside.
And with my wonderful lovely brave dreams, I ride.
What if this life ends pretty much soon...
Donno for sm reason god has planned him not to be here. I can just see the moon.
Since I dont know till wht time i am gonna on this planet earth,
Before i die, i wish to give him all, now, whtvr it's worth.
Hope he meets before it gets very late. That's why tears came.
So don't be angry with them. They are just the tears of deep love. No one to blame.
Clock is ticking fast.
Yet I damn care. Coz thr is timelessness inside, 'm aware.
Ultimately the existence of true love ,would survive at last.
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