Hello friends, I hope you all are doing well. So here I am with new poem and new incident. The poem which I am going to share with you having a great importance in my life because somewhere or somehow it realises me about my hard days where I was alone and no one with me accept few DIPRESSION, STRESS & DIARY-PEN than one day I found one friend in this poem and that friend is “my goal” whom I didn’t want to loose and whom with I wanted to be whole life. So this poem inspires me alot to fight the world to have that friend. I hope this poem inspire you all because it inspired me in my worst time and whenever I feel low. So may be you all get your friend in this poem:
Hello friends, I hope you all are all right and living life happily . as we all know valentine week is on. So today’s poem is dedicated to that person to whom you are not only in love but that person is your need .this one is not only for valentine ♥. This one is for every relation which you don’t want to loose and the person without whom you can’t even imagine your life but sometimes we need a person who love us but actually don’t understand our value but we still love them from the bottom of our heart. His one sight made our day, his only wish becomes our dream. He or she love us but still always ready to hurt us not intentionally but regularly. So this one is for those people who have a constant place in our heart. Their rude behavior, ignorance or their every effort to hurt us don’t shift them even an inch. I am in Truely love with someone like this. I know he loves me but don’t understand me but I still love him. So if you have someone special like I have than please don’t let them go because these kinds are special editions. You can’t live with out them once you become addicted of them. So feel your love and ♥ valentine
Hello friends! I hope you all are having wonderful day. Today, The poem which I am going to share with you is related to an incident. Before few months ago, may be it’s a time of november or december. Actually I am not pretty sure but may be that was the incident of diwali weekend. I and one of my friend were doing that “walk and talk” thing. I just love to walk while I am having discussion with someone. That’s why whenever I ask someone to “चलते चलते बात करते हैं”. They said “let’s discuss it later” but few of them accept my problem or may be they have to accept it. So that day am having “walk and talk ” session. Suddenly my friend zaroori interrogate something and I didn’t answer .it’s not because I didn’t know the answer or I didn’t want to win that argument. It’s because I didn’t want to hurt him. I know you all are curious about that question but sorry to say friends I can’t share that question now because I’ll save that for my upcoming blog. We’ll discuss that soon. In my “walk & talk” convo he repeat that question and again I was waking with silence. He was surprised to see that I was saying nothing Because Generally it never happens I always have a Content to speak either I know about the topic or not.He asked me that why was I behave like a mentally disturbed one? He said in sarcastic manner that it’s ok! If I don’t about that interrogation.he’ll never gonna tell anyone that there is something in the world at which I don’t want to express my thought. I said ok. He said again with extraa drama ” sweetheart l really want to know how is that possible”
I just replied him with these two lines
” हजार जवाबों से अच्छी एक खामोशी मेरी
जिसने ना जाने कितने सवालों की आबरू रख ली ”
He laughed beastly. It was not new for me. It happens when I was try to become a “कवि” in front of people. They give me the same treatment as he did.
So today’s poem belongs to this stupid scenario:
Today,two years ago, Feb 05.2015. one of the most precious part of my life became a memory. I was officially deteched with people and a place where I lived the wonderful or lovable 14 years of my life.it was the farewell party of my school. It was just a farewell for those students who came to school before a few years ago but for people like me and my friends who spend 13-14 years of their life it’s kind of a trauma to attend that party.my school is more than everything for me. It’s a habit of 14 years to went to the same place and spend 7,8 hours of day there. My school not only teach me to study. It teaches me to talk in front of thousands of people, it teaches me to love the Mike and podium and to be crazy for stage. I see lots of people in my daily life suffering from stage fear but speaking on stage gives me peace of mind and soul all these things I learnt from my school. I still remember those days when we guys did our best to make the annual day bang on. My school gives me wonderful teachers who still try to be in touch with me after 2 years of passing out . I saw many students who miss their school because they miss their friends but I miss my school because I love my school desperately. I remember that the last poetry lines which I spoke in my school in our so called farewell.
“जिंदगी की उलझनो को सुलझाने में चाहे कितनी मशगूल हो जाऊँ।
यारों की यारी और स्कूल की चारदीवारी हर पल याद आएगी ”
I wrote a poem for my farewell party which I want to share with all of you–
Few days ago,when I was at home. I remember that it’s about 4:30 in evening and I was walking outside the home than I saw that there was a plant of rose at the other side of road. As soon as I notice that beautiful creation of nature I went there and I did what generally a teenager or our generation do. I took my phone and start taking it’s pictures. That rose was look like a innocent child smiling from its heart . It was the first time when I notice something like that.it felt something different.after few seconds my younger brother called me and I went from there and start walking with him again but my whole attention was grabbed by that rose.Suddenly I noticed an unknown guy. I saw him first time in our locality. He start observing that rose like professionals and I really didn’t know what was his mindset at that time. he just plucked that rose and squeeze it and kill it.that moment was like a lump in my throat. I went there and asked him the reason to do this and he said that he love to pluck rose and love to remove its petals. After saying his awkward statement he went from there and I was just staring the petals at ground.I couldn’t even understand what was the meaning of that explanation he gave to me
Today when I was taking snacks and tea in evening I feel that 3/4th part if a day is gone and what I did today for my self is just nothing. If I am thinking about what I learn today,what I get today, what I achieve today even what I loose today. At the end of the day I have a same answer for all these question “Nothing.” than I decide that I can’t waste my life to think about the conclusion “nothing” today by this blog I decide that tomorrow will be a new starting of my life. I’ll live my life to make it on.
“मंजिल मिल जाएगी भटकते ही सही
गुमराह तो वो हैं जो घर से निकलते ही नहीं ”