Haath choote to rishte nahi choota karate…………………

Sometimes I wonder how different one person is from the other and yet they all are so same. They all show similar reactions for some similar situations. You never know, when someone would change. The person you met a year ago does not remain the same, a year later. Friends, you used to bank on heavily, fail to keep your secrets anymore. And someone, whom you had trusted and loved most at some point of time, becomes a stranger. You can not talk to him; can not hug him; can not adore him, whenever you want... because he/she does not belong to you anymore. As if people are a part of property and your stake has ended in him/her.

How it feels - having no right on someone, who was all yours, just a while ago. "Break-ups" one of the most scary words. Breaking up of friendships, relationships, dreams, homes... or anything, which was once build with a lot of love by two or more people. How much emotions they would have put into it, giving it a shape and then someday, due to something, it broke-up.

Though, with time, people come out of all the traumas, but it certainly leaves an ugly scar, somewhere. They become a different person, either a rebel or an apprehensive forever. Either they refuse to accept any relation in their life... or they become so much emotionally dependent, pushing themselves on the path of many more break-ups.

It’s easy to live without having something at all, than having and losing it. Everyone has the right to live a happy life and they should not be kept deprived of it, just because someone else’s commitment failed to live up to ones words. This is a beautiful world and may it remain beautiful for everyone.

And who else can capture the essence of this agony than the great Gulzar.

"Jisne pairon ke nishaa bhi nahi chode peeche,
us musafir ka, pata bhi nahi poocha karate,
Haath chootein bhi to rishte nahi choota karate,
waqt ki shaakh se lamhe nahi toota karate,
choot gaye yaar, na chooti yaari, maula.

tune awaaz nahi dee kabhi mudkar warna,
hum kai sadiyaan.. tujhe ghoom ke dekha karate,
haath choote bhi to rishte nahi choota karate... "

Life Goes On . . .

In every human life,
there are some moments when one is sad and depressed
Frustrated from every zone of life,
And feel like leaving everything & going away
And Life Goes on..

Some moments in which
one is wrapped with tensions
one wants to get out of them
and fly high in the sky
But cant run away, and life goes on..

Some moments in which,
one who adores hurts sentiments,
one needs a support, a shoulder to cry on,
But doesn't find one, and life goes on..

Some moments in which one gets tired of life
or so intensely hurt that one wants to die
one wishes to end up with
life at that very moment, and life goes on..

And in every human life on day arrives
When there is a big halt to one's life.
And then the people cry
and show that they were concerned

Then the question arises
Do they wait for one's death..,
To care, To understand the one......

If so, then wait till death and until then

Life Goes On . . .