Is there any Answer ??

I do not know how it all begins... But the time comes, sooner or later, when all of us at some time, somewhere is looking for answer to this question.. I do not know what is the answer.. Maybe I do not even want to know what the answer is.. But I would like to know for sure when will it finish ?? The question is, what true peace is ?? What is the true path of peace ??

We all want love, we all want peace.. But that is how we try.. When you are hurt, you learn to hate.. You only think you're right.. You think your pain is bigger than of them.. On the other hand, when you hurt someone, you are resented... Because you only get it right.. The second aspect of the coin you do not want to see... But somewhere in a corner of the heart you know you have to do.. You start to ask yourself.. Even though everything down to the front, there is a quake of questions in your mind.. So you can bring out peace, you are right in thinking that, by imposing your decision on others.. Here is a chain of hatred begins.. You start to feel guilty as well.. You don't know why... When you know you're right, then why is it so...

Perhaps it is because we do not understand each other.. Maybe the pain will be finished if we start to understand each other.. But is there a formula so that people can really understand each other and from the heart ?? If not that, then true peace will never get.. People will continue to hate each other.. Wars continue.. This link will continue to hate.. Hate will give birth to pain.. Thus, they will continue to link.. The pain will never be killed...

However, understanding such pain enables you to be kind to others... Because you know how it feels.. Knowing pain helps us to grow up, to mature.. And to grow up means being able to think.. And make one’s decisions on their own... To know and reflect on pain, and come up with your own answer... No matter if there is an answer or not.. No matter the answer you come up with is right or wrong.. You keep on looking.. Perhaps, some come up with an answer.. You are satisfy with your theory.. You conceive yourself somehow..

And here is their answer.. DEATH.... Is this really an answer ?? This is just a way of escape.. This can never be an answer.. And if this is not the answer than what is ?? When will we all start understanding each other ?? How will this pain of hatred end ?? Surely, we all have to try, to search, for the answer.. Not in a book, but in our heart... Start asking yourself.... Is there any answer ??

Ungrateful Bitch

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I just found that I was happy,
In that little world everything was merry,
Me, myself, my dreams.. that was my little world,
Which for any reason I needed not to unfurl,
It was the folk who enhance my dreams,
Now my thought uplifted and flow like a stream,
I found the place, kept myself on the ridge,
And now you call me an ungrateful bitch..
I saw people walking holding hands,
I wished the same but didn't find a stand,
I show my fate, and you just stabbed,
I learned my lesson, made myself drabbed,
For me now I am only my world,
Sake me and don't make it a curl,
You wish I should thank you for that unbidden help,
Depart me as now I am an ungrateful brat..
On that little pleading you always made me silent,
And that arrogance made me violent,
You was living for your dignity,
And I was leading my adversity,
Whenever I raised my voice you mortified,
I battled in my mind and made myself fortified,
I learn to speak my mind at my own,
then why to thanx you and take your loan ??
Nevertheless I crave to cry rather for your twitch,
Thank you!! For making me an ungrateful bitch...

SYAHI

Jam ashkon ka aankhon me hai kuch is kadar bhara,

Do boond aur gire to chalak jaye..

Karti hai aankhein gar byan har raaz dil ka,

to koi inki khamoshi bhala kyun na par paye..

Beh gaye moti kayi in aankhon ke, ban kar jab sagar,

Ki ek koshish, bandhne ki aankhon ka ye samandar..

Ro kar aankhon se ashkon ko juda to har koi karta hai,

Par mujhe is dard pe hasna achcha lagta hai...

The gam to apni zindagi me bhi kayi,

Par mile raahon pe kuch log jo humse bhi the gamseen..

Khud ke liye bhala ab talak kya kar paye the ??

Socha is bebashi me bhi inka saath nibhayenge..

Bhool ke manzilein apni, rasta unhe dikhaya..

Aaya waqt fir wo bhi, jab unhe humse alag raasta nazar aaya..

Haath chor humara wo bar gye aage kanhi,

Bhool gyae wo hum khare hai raahon me abhi bhi wanhi..

Kha ke thokar is kadar, raah pe shaksh to har ek ruka karta hai,

Par mujhe unhi thami raahon pe fir se chalna achcha lagta hai...

Tor di umeede mene ab jo thi zamane ko mujhse..

Kyunki us bojh ko aur dhona mere liye ab mushkil hai..

Hairan hai is baat pe wo, kaise fisal sakti hai dor is kathputhli ki haaton se unke ??

Par vicharon ke is manthan me doob ke apne usoolon pe chalna mere liye ab mumkin hai..

Main main nahi ab, ye shikayat hai sabko..

Puchte hai nahi tha ye to chehra tera ??

Par zinda hun hi kanha ab main ??

Ye sawal hai unse ab mera..

Pee ke zahar aisi ruswai ka, ye shaksh to har pal marta hai..

Par na jaane kyun mujhe inhi ruswaiyon ke sang jeena achcha lagta hai...

Bol na payi lafzon se kabhi,

Shikayte reh gayi meri unsuni..

Thama jo saath syahi ka haato me,

Kar diya byan har raaz kagzon me kanhi..

Panne paltte rahe kitabon ke..

Par jaan na paya kahani ye koi..

Kya hai koi jo shabdon ke is mayajaal ko samjhta hai ??

Toot gayi hai ye kalam bhi ab to..

Fir bhi mujhe Likhna achcha lagta hai....

SHOR

Kyun Dil ye Itna Tanha.. Kyun mann Itna Khamosh hai..

Puchh rahi ek Aawaaz mujhse.. Aur sayad.. sayad wo mere andar ka hi Shor hai..

Dekh ke Panchhiyon ko Aasmaan me urta ye mann bhi urne ki chahat karta tha..

Par Dil nahi tha mera koi Aazaad Parinda.. ye soch kar mann bhi khamosh rahta tha..

Sayad isiliye aaj Dil ye Itna Tanha aur mann Itna Khamosh hai..

Insaan hun main.. Insaaniyat ke Rishton me kuch yun jakri hui..

Kisi ke Jhoote Abhimaan ki khatir mene.. mene apne Dil ki bhi na suni..

Hun Khuda se puchhti aaj main.. Jab the saksh itne yanha.. Fir kyun mujhe bhi Insaan bana diya ??

Iss par berahmi ye teri.. Dekar kuch Armaan iss Dil me mujhe.. Anjaane riston ke bich fansa diya..

Hai Dil ki urne ki chahat.. Khawaab sanjona to iski fitrat hai…

Par kaise sunu main iski ?? Kyunki is beraham duniya me jeena to mujhe hai..

Soch kar is jamane ka.. katal mene khud apne armaano ka kar diya..

Rota raha Dil ye mera.. Aur.. Aur unn Aansuo se bujh gaya mere armaano ka diya…

Ek Dil hi to tha Dost mera.. Ek Dil hi to tha Duniya me apna…

Aaj wo bhi mujhse naraz hai.. Puchhta hai kyun chhora mene usko yun Tanha..

Dekh ke Dil ki ye Tanhai.. Main bhi ab Khamosh hun..

Zindagi meri naraz mujhse.. Aur main.. main bas ek zinda laash hun…

Bheer main ab bhi main kabhi kabhi muskurati hun… Kyunki Bejaan apne iss Dil ko Duniya se jo chhipati hun…

Na kaho mujhse ab shamil hone ko kisi Jashan me.. Wo khushi to bas do pal ka nasha hai..

Rehne do mujhe in Tanhaiyon me.. Jeene do mujhe in Khamoshiyon ko…

Kyunki ab… Ab to bas inhi me jeene ka maja hai...

SAFAR

Soye soye se kuch sapne inn aankhon me.. khoye khoye kuch armaan..

Ugte suraj ki kirnon me hai inhe umeed ki talaash..

Subah ke ujaalon me hogi mazil se pehchan..

Magar raah bhatke ye musafir.. na pata jana hai kis dagar..

Kabhi bhatak ke ye chale.. Kabhi chalke ye bhatke..

Aur kuch issi tarah bar raha hai ye safar...

Har din naya.. har subah nayi..

Mujhse ye kehti rahi..

Chal aa aazma le kismat apni aaj fir..

Kya pata inhi raahon pe mil jaye tujhe umeed koi..

Pal pal ek safar naya..

Naye safar me mile musafir naye..

Aaj saath - saath mere.. kal juda hoke chale..

In raaston ki to dastan hai yahi..

Kabhi gir ke ye sambhale.. kabhi sambhal ke ye gire..

Aur kuch issi tarah chal raha hai ye safar...

Gir ke zakham khaye bhi agar to dard ab hota nahi..

Raah me kho bhi jaaye saathi koi.. magar raahon pe unn.. musafir ye rukta nahi..

Hai safar me akela ab to kya ??.. Himmat na isne abhi haari hai..

Kyunki ugte suraj ki kirnon me umeed ki talaash baki hai..

Soye soye se kuch sapne khoye khoye kuch armaan.. inn aankhon me abhi kafi hai..

Kabhi bhatak ke ye chale.. kabhi chalke ye bhatke..

Aur kuch issi tarah ye safar jari hai...