I accidentally got into the mellow moods of Mirza Ghalib and now there is no end. Sometimes , there is just a vague recollection and the immediate thing that comes to mind is some vague humming , some just a void that is required perfection of thought and I am sure it never stops at… Continue reading Mirza Ghalib , and his Nazms.
Month: October 2014
You are What you are .
May be , one has to live to it . Every time , something has to be looked upto , one has to check interiors . There are messages that are inscribed in the body linguistics , psyche potion and that makes up for the cluttered emotion . I am not apt asking provisions but… Continue reading You are What you are .
A Salient Silence .
Dwarfing in its way , the each and every moon beam Silence descended . And something got it going , When it met back with Silence. A Silenced Silence.
Very , Very Meticulous this life.
And that means , walking long strides. मुझे चलने की सोहबत से मोहब्बत है। रास्ता मेरी मंज़िल , कारवां मेरा भी वही
Walking the way , never thought the way.
सरे राह चल रही हूँ , ना मालूम मंज़िल का नामों निशाँ But then again , have to walk , the way though never as not it. I will walk , tirelessly till it tires me.
Tricky situations.
कुछ बहते हुए बहाव, और सैलाबों को रोकना कठिन है आसमानों और लावों को मोड़ना कठिन है। Certain things are damn tricky to bring around , to come around and that might mean going in circles huge ones.
How much I love you . I have no clue.
Just personal they are , those momentums. Spent together. Those equations woven together , those silent words spoken together . And the forbidden fruits , swallowed together , bit by bit , bites in bites. Tremendous personal strides. walked together.
