I Believe
   Because
I want to Believe

At this stage
I am done.
With anyone
Or Someone
Who takes me for Granted.
Who takes my Silence for Acceptance.  
Who does not respect my feelings.
Who only thinks about themselves.
Who think Relationship is nothing but a Give -Take / Take - Give one.
Who just want attention when needed
Who just remember you when needed.

I am done with Hypocrites
I am done with Selfish Humans
I am done with Fake Personals
I am done with Two Face Beings

At this Stage its better to be a Loner.
Maybe I am in the Wrong Place at a Wrong Time.
But Nevertheless this is far better
Than bearing these kind of People.

Fires are to be blamed too
Not only the Spark.

Just because we have not seen it.
Does not mean it has not happened.

Millions may have died….
Here , there and Everywhere….

Does not matter who started it
Or who will end it.  

While Tears on both Sides flow
We all can just watch this show.

Indeed this entire world has gone mad.
So Sad So Sad So Sad.

Maybe
I still cant See
What is to be Seen.

They are many who are Blind
Who not only cant see the Path
Leave alone the Goal

They are many who are Deaf
Who not only cant hear to Reasoning
Leave alone the Noise.

And the worst of the Lot
Are those who are Dumb
Who not only cant Express
Leave alone even Think.

I am bored of being bored such that boredom now also looks kind of bore.

Many bottles on the tables,  
All properly labeled, clear,  
Yet contents hidden, veiled within,  
Their secrets disappear.  
  
Some hold water, pure and plain,  
Some with wine refined,  
Juices sweet in some you'll find,  
While others stand confined.  
  
A few are lifted, sipped with joy,  
Their purpose fulfilled with ease,  
But many sit in silent wait,  
Left alone, to only tease.  
  
Some are empty, void of worth,  
Disappointment's quiet toll,  
For not all bottles, neatly placed,  
Can satisfy the soul.

Infinite Constraints.
Finite Time.  
Random Circumstances.
Deceiving Illusions.
Unreliable Solutions.
Unsolvable Problems.
Escape Inevitable
Tired of Breaking Free.

Why Build it
When we will  
not walk on it.

After decades I had found you
Saw a true friend in you.
Adored you
Admired you.
Trusted you.
Thought about you.
Days and Months passed.  
Years have  passed.
Did not understand the Reality
Was blinded completely.  
Finally Understood.
That it has ended.  

All I ask now.  
Why me ?
Already Broken.
Now completely Broken .....

The more I Learn
The more I Burn

Some Fires are lit
To be Extinguished.

Ego acts as a fuel ..
You Burn Eternally...

Ruh mai lagi hai Aaag.
Nahi Sakta Hu Usssai Bhaag.
Bhuj Jaati Hai Woh Jab.  
Aur Koi Nahi Hauta Siwai
Mai aur Mera Rab.

My Soul is on Fire.
Just cannot break Free.
When the Flames are doused.
There is no one except you and me My Lord.

When the Candle Burns.
It Burns.

Sometimes do ask
The Driver too.

Khuch Din Aisai Bhi Hauta Hai.
Jab Dil Phir Sai Khuch Chahata Hai.

Nadi Kai Paas Khuch Dair Hi Saheee
Usmai Geelai Hauna Chahata Hai.

Aasman Kai Unchai Koi Tapaas Kar
Phir Wapas Aaana Chahata Hai.

Uunchai Dangar Par Chaad Kar
Ussai Mai Panna Chahata Hai

Khuch Din Aisai Bhi Hauta Hai.
Jab Dil Phir Sai Khuch Chahata Hai.

Nothing has ever changed.
Dreams and Desires yet Chained.

And then there are some
Who will never change.
Thinking they have changed.
And will never accept any change.
Will continue to be chained.

Sunny day,  
Crowded street,  
Distributing dates,  
Pictures taken,  
Published on social media.  

I urge you to stop this,  
Charity is great  
When done from the heart,  
Not publicized,  
But quietly felt.  

Let the act itself  
Be the light,  
Not the shadow  
Of recognition.  
True kindness needs no stage,  
Only the sincerity  
Of a giving hand.

That Peaceful Ambeince
Filled with Happiness
How can I forget ....

Sweets from Neighbours
Served with Genuine Love.
How can I forget.....

The Music and Dance
On the RoofTop
How can I forget .....

Those Days have gone.
Most of my Neighbours too.
How can I forget ....

Even after 3 Decades
I just long for those moments.

Whenever I read the News.
I just close my eyes.

Whenever I go back in Time.
I just close my eyes.

When I have to pay back to Soceity
I just close my eyes.

When I think about you
I just close my eyes.

Hot Coffee and Biscuits
Endless Talks
Pulses of Laughter..
Transeints of Half Smiles.
Interested yet Lost.
Phone Rings.
Leaves Abruptly.

Unite
  Divide
      Ignite

Tears in her Eyes
Smile on her Face
She make me complete

The Best Part about it ...
No one ....
Wins.

External Conflicts can still be solved...
Internals may take a lifetime or more....

No matter which Era we belong.
There was and is always a War…
Some for Pieces of Land…
Some for their Belief's…
Some for Resources….
Some for Power…..

No one wins.
Everyone Looses.
What is left is Memories…
Broken Homes and Hearts.
Some filled with Revenge.
Some just waiting for this to End.  

Lessons still not learnt from the Past.
Each side simply justifies their actions.
We also then move on with our lives.
As if nothing had happened.

Connect
Randomly
Instantly
Disconnect
Unknown Reasons
Hurt Most.
Sadness
Pain.

To be loved by them.  
Hate what they Hate.

In the realm of tea, a profound analogy emerges, where the tea itself embodies the essence of the soul, while the cup serves as the vessel that houses this precious elixir. Just as the soul defines the very core of a being, it is the tea that holds the true essence, flavor, and character of the experience.

Like the soul, the tea exudes a captivating aroma that dances delicately upon the senses, drawing us in with its alluring fragrance. It is through this aroma that the tea reveals its true nature, enticing us to explore its depths and embark on a journey of taste and enlightenment.

As we take the first sip, the flavors of the tea gently caress our taste buds, awakening dormant sensations and invoking a symphony of taste. Each sip becomes a communion with the soul of the tea, as its unique flavor profile unfurls and captivates our palate. It is in these moments of intimacy that we forge a profound connection with the very essence of the tea itself.

Just as the soul animates the body, the tea animates the cup, infusing it with life and purpose. The cup, a vessel of beauty and elegance, serves as the conduit through which the tea connects with the tangible world. Its form and design may enhance the aesthetic pleasure of the tea-drinking experience, but it is the tea, the soul within, that truly imparts meaning and significance.

While the cup may vary in shape, size, and material, it is ultimately a vessel that carries and presents the tea, much like the body houses the soul. Like the body, the cup provides a tangible form, but its true value lies in its ability to hold and showcase the essence within.

Thus, just as the soul transcends the limitations of the body, the tea transcends the vessel that contains it. It is the tea, with its depth, character, and the journey it takes us on, that truly matters. The cup merely serves as a humble companion, honoring and showcasing the beauty of the tea within.

In the realm of tea appreciation, let us not forget that the true essence lies in the tea itself, much like the soul is the essence of our being. Let us cherish and honor the tea, allowing its soulful flavors to nourish our senses and elevate our spirits, for it is the tea that matters more than the cup.

Beware of getting entangled
In this never ending vicious cycle.
Breaking Free was never to easy.
It Drains you completely.

Even Plants need to be Watered Everyday And I am not a Cactus.

In the darkest hour of the night
I woke up to the strange noises

Just to see you besides my side.
So glowed your beautiful face

Asleep you were but
Your soul was awake.  

The calling was too great to be ignored.

Communicated with it completely
Until we  felt absolutely not lonely.  

The Soul was now finally satisfied.
And her  beauty got personified.

I then woke up to the strange noise again.
To find out that I was alone in my
Domain.

Na  Mujhe Maut Sai Darr Lagta Hai
Na Mujhe Junglee Janvaar Sai.
Na Muhje Koi Bimari Sai
Na Mujhe Koi Hadsaa Sai
Lagta Hai Tau Sirf  Insaan Sai.

Hurting me with your sharp words
A Routine now....
Now I am completely deaf.

All My Life.
Just Pray for
A Sweet and Peaceful Death.

Death is the only certainty,  
a quiet end we all must face,  
no matter who we are or what we have.  

In its shadow, life moves forward,  
filled with moments that flicker and fade,  
leaving us to make meaning while we can.

After so long  it  has  died |
Finally Satisfied |
Those Desires got buried inside |

You dont Die
Just Once........

Has the depth of words taken you far away from Reality.  
Or is it Reality taken us far away from the true meaning of our words.  

The disturbances in our sentences coming in form of pauses creates gaps in the flow of our thoughts. Or is it designed to be there to make our words more and more meaningful.  

Dazzled I am with how we so talk so fluently at times.  Especially when we lie and lie most of the times. And so with a heavy heart and sentences full of pauses do we always speak the Truth so that we can hide our fear in the self created gaps and pauses.

Has the  depth of your words taken you far away from Reality.

Or is it that Reality has taken you far away from the depth of our words.

Such disturbances  in form of pauses
creates gaps  in the flow of your thoughts.

Or is put on purpose  to make those words more and more meaningful.  

Perplexed I am when you talk so fluently at times.  
Especially when you lie most of the times.

Endless Walk in the Desert
Burnt  from head to toe.
The Soul Remains.

Same Path..
Different Cars.
Same Destination...

If we believe in destiny
     then why do we blame
             others and our ourselves.  
Lets just move on and
     face whats there in store
          and gracefully just move on....

Not all Drops are same.
Not all the Places are of the same Size.
Each One fits in its Own.
Has to be Satisfied with that

Destiny's playful twist,
Time's labyrinth unfolds,
Optimism in every thread.

For the many Roads
   Trees are Cut.  
At Times Something Else too.