Meri Manzil
"As i let you go
Touch me
and i will follow
In your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As i let you go
I will find my way
I will sacrifice"
Here I am i just spoke to my mom for over one and half hours... tears in my eyes to hear the things you hear when ur mom gives you all her love... When she makes u feel like you were the only thing in this world she lived for... to see you in this state hurt's her ... to see you cry hurt's her to see you stressed worries her... she's ready to come all the way across the globe just for you to smile !
Life is a funny game a very funny game you have to loose something to gain something.... water stagnates when there is mud .... it flow's when there is none .... you can't have the cake and eat it ... you can't asses how over rated things are till you've not been through them ... there are so many small things....
I saw a man cross the road today he had no leg's and I complain about my shoes, I saw a boy 18 years old with his face cut open and i complain about the cut in my finger....
I have to stop ... I know who I am.. I know what I am and I am proud of who I am .. I have no regrets ... I have an open book layed down for the world to read.... Inshallah there is a truth ..... Today I be damned if I have lied..........kuch pane ke liye kuch khona padhta hai ! Kho liya aur pa bhi liya sabh kuch kar liye ... aab tak jo karna tha 24 salon mein woh toh mein ne kar liya ... aab rasta ajeeb hai manzil dur nahin par roshni dikh rahi hai , kis disha mein le jayegi yeh nah mujhe malum hai nah tujhe... par har us ek pal ki koshi mein jina hai... roshni ki har kiran ko dekh kar sochna hai ke mein ek aur pal aaj zingda hun , kush hun aur yeh pal phir aye nah aye agla pal iis se bas ek katra sunder hi ho ga , jab zameer saph ho aur sachi rah ho toh asma bhi pas hi lagta hai chahey meri manzil asma ho !
I am no saint... but I will get there one day ... The sadhoo Aman !! right ...
Touch me
and i will follow
In your afterglow
Heal me from all this sorrow
As i let you go
I will find my way
I will sacrifice"
Here I am i just spoke to my mom for over one and half hours... tears in my eyes to hear the things you hear when ur mom gives you all her love... When she makes u feel like you were the only thing in this world she lived for... to see you in this state hurt's her ... to see you cry hurt's her to see you stressed worries her... she's ready to come all the way across the globe just for you to smile !
Life is a funny game a very funny game you have to loose something to gain something.... water stagnates when there is mud .... it flow's when there is none .... you can't have the cake and eat it ... you can't asses how over rated things are till you've not been through them ... there are so many small things....
I saw a man cross the road today he had no leg's and I complain about my shoes, I saw a boy 18 years old with his face cut open and i complain about the cut in my finger....
I have to stop ... I know who I am.. I know what I am and I am proud of who I am .. I have no regrets ... I have an open book layed down for the world to read.... Inshallah there is a truth ..... Today I be damned if I have lied..........kuch pane ke liye kuch khona padhta hai ! Kho liya aur pa bhi liya sabh kuch kar liye ... aab tak jo karna tha 24 salon mein woh toh mein ne kar liya ... aab rasta ajeeb hai manzil dur nahin par roshni dikh rahi hai , kis disha mein le jayegi yeh nah mujhe malum hai nah tujhe... par har us ek pal ki koshi mein jina hai... roshni ki har kiran ko dekh kar sochna hai ke mein ek aur pal aaj zingda hun , kush hun aur yeh pal phir aye nah aye agla pal iis se bas ek katra sunder hi ho ga , jab zameer saph ho aur sachi rah ho toh asma bhi pas hi lagta hai chahey meri manzil asma ho !
I am no saint... but I will get there one day ... The sadhoo Aman !! right ...
posted by Srijan at 8:37 PM
2 Comments:
Does the "open book" get read more often? You have to believe it does.
As I've told Aman before, "this too, shall pass"
I think you should go into the forest and meditate.
Pick out an ice saffron sari, and wooden clogs, head out and become the Saadhu you truly are.
"khudi ko kar buland itna, ki har takdeer se pehe, khuddah bande se yeh poochhe, bata - teri raza kya hai?"
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