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Life Is Like A Story


Everyday in life is written long ago,
Life is like a story, we are characters in it, we have to play our role.
All days is written ago so only thing we have to do is play part of our role,
Face each day with lot of patience and courage and think for better tomorrow.

At same time consider today as better than yesterday, and
Enjoy each and everyday, moment as it comes,
Tomorrow is like shining sun,
Today is like bright moon and Yesterday was darken day.

WONDER WHY LOVE IS SO LONELY

Wonder Why love is so lonely,

Embracing the gamut of lonely heartbeats,

Why it is so forlorn?



Why are these heartbeats so silent,

Why does this eloquent silence of broken hearts,

Echo like shrill screams?



Why the raging fires and embers of heartache,

Fail in engulfing the self,

Why are they cold like ice?



Oh! Lord was it the feeling of heartache,

Or the height of someone's betrayal,

Wonder why that ache,

Seems so pleasurable now?



There's no one, nothing, just a vast emptiness,

Why then do these lifeless eyes ,

continue the search for that someone known?



Oh! my life my love,

Why before your advent and after your departure,

This life is no more than the pain of my own soul?



Wonder Why love is so lonely

Embracing the gamut of lonely heartbeats,

Why it is so forlorn?

KAM HAI YE ZINDAGI KHUD KE LIYE,
DUSRON KE BARE MEIN SOCHTA KYUN HAI.
TERI KHUD KI ZINDAGI ITNI MUSHKIL HAI,
AURON KE BARE MEIN SOCHTA KYUN HAI.
TERE TO APNE TERE SAATH HAI,
KISHI KO APNI ZINDAGI MEIN BULATA KYUN HAI.
KHUD KE LIYE KUCHH TO BACHAKAR RAKH,
YUN APNI KIMTI ANSOO BAHATA KYUN HAI.

ZINDGI MEIN EK HI DUKH HAI KI TUM HAMARE SATH NAHIN
THODI DER SE MILO PAR MARNE KE BAD NAHIN
JO DARD TA TERE SEENE MEIN WOH HUMNE KAB NAHI SAMJHA
KYON TUNE FIR HUMKO KABHI APNA NAHI SAMJHA
TERE LIYE TO HUM KUCH BHI KAR DETE
TAARE TOD KE TERE ANCHAL MEIN SAJA DETE

AAJ TERI YAAD AAYI TO AANSU NIKAL AYE
DIL AAJ BHI YEH SOCHTA HAI
TUM KYON NA HUMEIN MIL PAYE

THE STRANGE CITY

What kind of city is this
And what kind of people are these
Everyone's mind filled with sorrow
Routine, enjoyment and sex, if you please

The city has only two gates
Yet the people of different guise and fate
Through the exit gate leaves everyone
And come back through the entry gate

The road that leads out of here
Wanders and then does return
The people who leave this city
Change their garb and also return

Seeing all this Bairagi
Tried to tell everyone why
Yet the citizens would not listen
Called him a crazy guy

So picking up his begging bowl
He left though the exit gate
To look for God's footstep in the desert
For the dawn of wisdom he'd wait