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       आत्मीय रिश्ता  ज़िस्म हमारा, तुम्हारा किसी ओर के हवाले है पर मन के मसले अभी ज़िन्दा है, कहीं बाकी है वो एक, दूसरे के हवाले है ये शराब नहीं जो मुझसे कहलवा रहीं हैं इस हकीकत से कितना भी किनारा कर ले कुछ ख्वाहिश जो अधूरी रहीं वो आज भी दोनों के दरमियाँ है  और एक दूसरे को बाँधे है जो सफर साथ किया था उसकी यादें आज भी गुदगुदाती है अक्सर मुस्कुराहट का कारण बन जाती हैं आप कल भी यहाँ थे, आज भी यहाँ हो हमारे बीच कभी ना ख़त्म होने वाला कुछ था  जो अनंत काल से है, और आज भी यहाँ बाकी है ये एहसास कुछ अलग था जो हर मुलाकात के साथ बढ़ा  ऎसा लगता है, मै आपके पास कुछ छूट सा गया कुछ मेरा आपके पास और आपका कुछ मेरे पास बाकी है हमारे बीच के पवित्र रिश्ते के लिए कोई पवित्र नाम बनना अभी बाकी है

तुम्हारे साथ तो ख़ुशी से भी अब डर लगता है कि एक दिन कब साथ ले जाओ तुम  तो अब एक काम करना की तुम दूर ही रहना तुम्हारे आने से जो खुशी मिलती है, उसके खो जाने का डर जो तुम साथ लाती हो वो अब मुझे और बर्दास्त नहीं करना एक काम करना, अब तुम दूर ही रहना खुशी के बाद जो दर्द देकर तुम चली जाती हो हर बार  उस दर्द में खुद को और नहीं देखना एक काम करना अब तुम दूर ही रहना तुम्हारे साथ तो  ना खुशी का ही कोई पल चाहिए, ना गम की ही कोई छाया अब कोई और नया अनुभव नहीं चाहिए जैसे चल रहा है सब, बस इसे ऎसे ही चलने देना कोई नया कयास लगाकर, मेरे हाल पूछने मत चली आना एक काम करना, अब तुम दूर ही रहना  और वापस मत आना  तुम जो छोटी छोटी बातों को इतना बड़ा बना देती थी  एक एक महीने तक जो तुम उन मुद्दो पर ताने कसती थी  जंहा मैने तुम्हारे भाई के नाम से पहले शायद आप नहीं लगया था  और वो जब मैने तुम्हारे ऑफिस के नम्बर पर फोन किया था जिस नंबर से बस तुम फोन करती थी हर बार  और ना जाने कितने मर्तबा तुम्हारा फोन ना उठा पाने के लिए महत्ता की हिदायत, क्या, कोंन कितना महत्वपूर्ण है तुम्हारे ...

 Moon and stars are shy to see the beautiful couple getting knot the tie. May you face less to lesser jerk and jolt throughout this journey of life. May beauty be driven from the mighty god on you both, whether it is down or rise. May you be blessed with happiness and prayed by the close one. x May no shadow of envy bother you, people, throughout your life. Wishes, wishes, wishes may remain part of your life throughout time.

It is something to my blog readers. I am not perfect just a bit improved  person than others. I improved myself by doing lots of mistakes, might be my thoughts, my writings attract you or might be you are trying to follow them to improve your life. My intention in writing this article is different. It is to invoke your desire of  finding your hidden gift which will be leading you one step closer to your peace .  I am not perfect , things that come to my mind are just the result of my continued thinking about some particular issue, whatever it is, and questioning myself why?  And looking forward to finding  answers to these questions.  My field is understanding human behaviour and reasons for social problems.  Yours will be something else. I have been honoured with this gift by god (I don't believe in idols, what you find in temples, is not my god).  Well, let me come again on the thing I was explaining just earlier to you. I will write another...

This article describes the story of changing thoughts of a lover towards his beloved, how he received his peace and how his point of view, got changed with improvement in understanding the scenarios. The first two paras define his emotional outrages then other lines define his understanding which led him to his decision resulting in his peace later on. You just expect your man to stay barehanded in front of you always so you may cut him into several pieces of flesh anytime you wish. Men are not made of steel or iron; they also keep the little flesh in the middle of the chest just below their throat, which also gets faster whenever they are emotional.  They are not made up of something like emotionless flesh. God used the same flesh to make them as well. He had put the same feelings into him.  So, If someone says he loves you or like you, don't accept all the time because It would be against your freedom but yeah don't insult them, don't make them feel inadequate, at least r...

 A Short story   Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village khohri he was not good at studies. Everybody makes his fun and mockery at the school at the home. But he regularly kept going to school until he failed the tests. After the failure, he left to go to school.  One day one of his teachers was passing by the road, beside the same road the boy was working on a cycle repair shop, he was working passionately and dedicatedly the teacher observed the boy.  The teacher called the boy and asked him why do you not go to school the boy replied I failed the tests, everyone critics me that's why I left to go there. The teacher asked him to come to the school once and instructed him to shout louder in the school, he did the same.  By listening to the shouting sound everyone came close to him and asked him, why are you shouting? The boy replied it is a sound of my victory. People asked him, what victory? he said the victory has not come yet but it will com...

Am I, a son of my parents Am I, in the position I am working Am I, only a brother of my sister Am I, only a man of my wife  Am I, only a father of my child I am all this, father, son, brother, husband... These all are just duties of mine then Who am I....?  On the day of my cremation...I will find who am I. I have just assembled a piece of five elements Sand, water, air, fire and space. These elements will marge within them again on my doomsday My soul will leave me away somewhere in the space. My skull will be burnt and carried away by the fire. Water will evaporate and mix in the atmosphere... Only ash of my burnt body will leave on the earth... It will be hard finding particles of my ash in the sand after a rainy week... Ohh! Why am I so sad! Why I am so envious When nothing is mine I borrowed all my body from nature It will take it back from me... I am here to do some Which I am not doing for long... Just to do my duties eminently. Duty of loving and caring without any des...

 तुम्हारा मेरा रिश्ता भारत पाक जैसा है तुमसे अलगाव की ही उम्मीद है  फिर भी मै शान्ति के प्रयास करता रहता हूँ तुम्हें मै ग़लत लगता हूँ, मुझे तुम ग़लत लगते हो तुम मेरा बुरा नहीं चाहते, मै तुम्हारा बुरा नहीं चाहता फिर भी कश्मीर पर दोनों के बीच तना तनी बरक़रार है कभी तुम हमले करते हो, कभी मै हमले करता हूँ हो हिस्सा तुम मेरे ही, पर बिगड़े हुए हो तुम मेरे लाड में, शांति के रास्ते पर आगे बढ़ने की बातें तो होती है पर अम्ल नहीं कितने कश्मीर से मामले हमारे बीच जिंदा है उन पर फैसले और फैसलों पर अम्ल के रास्ते नहीं मिलते हर फैसले की कोशिश पर मिलते हैं तो बस और कुछ और फासले ना तुम कभी अलग होना चाहते थे ना हम कभी फिर भी आज विपरीत ध्रुव है, हर कश्मीर से मुद्दे पर एक हिस्सा अलग हुआ तुमसे और उसे बांग्लादेश बनना पड़ा फिर भी तुम नहीं समझे अब कितने हिस्से अलग करोगे खुद से कपटता भरी हर चाल तुम्ही पर भारी है अभी तो आतंकवाद हैं अब क्या सिविल वार का इंतजार बाकी है एक रहकर राज कर सकते थे यूरोपीयन, अमरीकन, रूस, फ्रांसिस को धूल ना समझते  पर तुम मतलबी, तुम्हें तो बस खुद की तरक्की प्यारी हैं उस तरक्क...

 नाजिर है हम भी, नाजिर हो तुम भी आज तुम सब हमारे जनाजे के हो कल, सब तुम्हारे जनाजे के होंगे जब ना तुम होगे ना हम होंगे जनाजे कई, नामवालो, के भी होंगे और ऐसे ही कई नाम कब्रिस्तान के खतबो पे भी लिखे होगें। क्या नाम, क्या जात, क्या धर्म, क्या रंग, क्या ऊँच नीच और क्या रूप, किस मद्द में हो?  एक दिन हम सब इसी जमी में दफन होंगे 

 Go fly, fly high Oh my little bird  Take bright from the sun  Open your little wings Touch the endless skies  Oh my little bird  Take a flight get served by serving agents Don't attach strings whoever there All are here to serve you, take your chin a little rise. Oh my little bird Everything seems Faint at your comparison See, see, see There is the coronation of becoming Knight, queen even don't look satisfied as you Your shine is compared, everyone gets shy Oh little bird Don't stop just fly! Just fly! Just fly! 

 You are an idiot. You won't understand my pain. My own life is becoming a stain. You left away, you came to stay and remain. You got stuck somewhere in my brain. Your ignorance pricked into my every vein. Hard to evade, trying becomes the reason for the strain and self-hatred. Burning myself in this self-hatred makes me self-betrayed.  Nothing else has remained in this body today other than memories and pain. (29th September 2020 in the memory of an idiot) 

 You won't understand my feelings if you haven't also. You won't get to know how much I love you if you haven't yet. You always look for the reason to ignore me, avoid me. I always looked for the reason to being with you even it is only for a moment. I talk to you about my love towards you a lot now I think I should walk. If things wanted to be ended like it, then I think I should let it happen. Hy, you hear, lift me, this world is no more for me. Everyone is in the race to be get praised by others. Some are doing cheating, some are ignoring. What the fucking thing within them they are feeding. Don't have an idea up to which extend they will keep feeding. It is a lot to be seen here, take me and throw me anywhere. (29th September 2020 in the memory of an idiot) 

 Take calm to tell me what you want. I will make it happen to you, according to your insight. I do care every moment, we wouldn't let you know at what height. You were always there like a Strom in my mind. Wouldn't tell you ever, only when you fight. Someone also loves you, as you have loved someone, with the same hights. Wouldn't get to know, until you go ahead to believe the words we had. Why to stuck in a moment, which wasn't up to your mark. Leave that moment, explore the world left for you to receive the love. There is love all over your around. Why be in the trauma, which you have fought for a while. Couldn't sleep, you always roaming in my mind. Sometimes with all the things get erased when I get up. There would be nothing left like I loved a girl who doesn't want me at her right.  Whenever I was about to give up on you, set my dreams and memories to sleep. Every time you wake them by having some dream of mine. Sharing, make the dead plant wake like rain ...

It was nice to have you in my life. You led to rotten every piece of a flash of mine. Rotten decayed all my impurities and filled me again with life. Thank you to being there all the time in my mind. Thank you for being harsh and polite sometimes. Thank you for keep erasing and arising emotions and feelings towards you through the whole span of yours here. You made me spread like fly ash everywhere. Your actions made me lite and litre with coming and going every time. I got filled with pain and my heart was about to pound out after every fight. You left every time in the same condition as mine. Till you come next time, I settled myself to keep happening it every time. This settling and hurting, again and again, lift me in the air up to the sky. Thank you for doing it, it was detaching me from the strongest bond, I ever had out of my bio-family of mine. Oh how to tell you, what you were asking me to do, it has written in all the religious books in the different styles. You made me bound...