Choose to Inspire

Ek musafir to tum bhi ho Ek musafir to hum bhi hain Phir aisa kyu hai? Tum raaste ko dekhte..hum manzil ko dhoondhte Tum lamho me jeete..hum bas din guzaarate Tum aam ko khaas maante..hum dono ka antar naa jaante Phir aisa kyu hai? Tum yaado me khote..hum khwaisho me uthte Tum neend ko aaram..hum kinara maante Tum dard me hasi khojte..hum hasi me dard khoj late Mana tum sahi ho..Par galat to hum bhi nahi hai Kyu naa ek koshish kare.. Kuch ghaav hum naa de..kuch daag tum mita lo Kuch narazagi tum chipa lo..kuch viraam hum laga le Do musafir hai to kya...kyu naa raasta ek bana le.

Khol apne pankh saare Wo Parinda jab uda Haan gira..aur chot khaya Phir utha aur phir gira Jo phir uda..to kahi aur muda Aur ja baitha ek daal par wo Li jo thodi saans usne Darr ke bola rab se usne Jo junoon hai wo Sukoon hai?

Jab alfazo ka kaam aansu karne lagte hai To dava ho ya marz sab ek se lagne lagte hai Kyonki jab kisi ko tarashna ho to uski zuban kaafi nahi hoti Aur jab khud ko pehchanna ho yo ye parchayi bhi kaafi nahi hoti

Phir wahi daur tha  par naya modh tha naye hamrahi mile  kuch rahe to kuch gaye Jo rah gaye wo bas gaye Jo chal diye wo phir naa mude Aaj main phir chal rahi  Kabhi gir to kabhi sambhal rahi Hatho ki lakiro ko dekh Paon ke nishaan peeche chodh Thoda darr rahi par badh rahi

Aaj phir chale hai hum apni gathri lekar Sambhala hai khud ko phir se samet kar sabhi tukdo ko Darr hai bahut ki kho naa du phir se khud ko is bheed me Lekin jab paar hote navik ki khushi dekhi to dard par malham laga Nazar ghumayi to paya sab apne sapno ko lekar bhaag rahe the Main bhi apna chota sa sapna lekar chali thi usi bheed me Ye sapno ka khel hai mere bhai Jiska sapna jitna sachha hai uski udaan utni uchi Jab andhere kamre me baith apne jivan ko dekha To paya ki unhi sapno ne kamre ko ujagar kar diya Jin sawalo ke piche bhaag rahi thi unke uttar apne sapno me paye Sab ne kaha yaha sab kismat ka khel hai Jo piche rah gaye unki mehnat me kami naa thi Laut sakti ho tum bhi abhi kuch bigda nahi hai Par nasha hai ek Jo piche hatne nahi deta Ro lu kitna bhi par pair thamte nahi dil kehta h ek aur chalang laga ke dekho shayad is baar paar ho jao

In a heated conversation between my mind and heart, my mind triumphs always. Not because its more convincing but because I let that poor fellow 'heart' lose. Well its unfair I know, but i just can't help it. Coz if my heart triumphs I fear losing me. I'm a terribly independent and a fiercely guarded being. That little heart remains quiet and submits always no matter what.  That self-assured heart is what I treasure the most for now.