BluePencilSharpner

Mulakaat hui aakhir kaar usse meri Baithi thi ghaat k kinaare  Kisi ki pratiksha krte hue Na naam pata na koi jaankaari thi uski Baith gaya uska paas jaake  Kaafi kuch bataya use maine apni zindgi ki baare me  Ki kya kahaniya hai meri  kya jee raha hu main kya kar raha hu is nagri me  is ghaat k paas Kuch na bola usne Mano khamosh thi wo  Muskura kar bas dekhti rahi  Us dhamakte diye ki roshni ko pani me jaate hue Ek lambi saans bharke apna samaan smatete hue  mujhe dekha aur boli “Baat ye nhi tum yaha aaye, Baat ye ki tum abhi bhi yaha ho. Rishta hai tumhara is nagri si,  Baandh liya hai tumhe is chamak ne. Ye jo keh rahe the tum, Apni zindgi k baar me. Zara lambi saans to leke btao  Zinda kaha ho tum? Kya ye zinda, zinda hai Ya wo zindgi zinda hai. Aksar ajati hui is ghaat k paas Maathe pe chandan lagake. Ek haath me ghat ka pani leke  khudke sar pe chadha leti hui Dhalte suraj k saath ek aur a...

Wondering over the possibility of a better tomorrow Looking for the answers to what people say Asking people about what you think And waiting for their answers to be somehow similar to what you think it should be You are trapped in a room Waiting for the doom to happen Thinking that you can just restart So that you can make all the choices again The right ones But is it fair, Is it fair to know the things before they actually happen? Everything you do today The choices you make Creates a ripple effect Causes a series of events that were supposed to happen And you are the root of those chain events Questions you ask Answers you get Everything The answers are supposed to be different Cause people are different  We live in different worlds  In the same surrounding, we breathe different air We walk different roads The question is not why we’re different The question is how different we’re And if you think about the same things. Then maybe we’re not that different after all. Any qu...

The beginning. It all starts with a rain drop, falling all the way from sky. Almost coming in contact with chosen leaf of the tallest tree in the jungle. And that is how it all begins. Life is so similar to that drop of rain, when it finds a way to the ground, by going through all the leaves it could touch. Almost as similar to the way we touch people’s lives. The beginning is the part of everyone’s story which only few remember. The story when they took their first deep breath in the outer world. The little soul of yours, always fears to go out, to step out there and actually understand what’s it like to be there. My favourite quote from “The lord of the ring” is what Bilbo Baggins tells Frodo Baggins , “It’s a dangerous business Frodo, going out your door, you step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off” And that is the most beautiful truth I have ever heard. The root of your adventure is not actually the moment wh...