Saturday, March 28, 2015

Shayad

Puri raat jagta hun.... tumhare bare mein sochta aur likhta hun .... aaj bhi tumhare bare mein hi likunga hamesha ki tarah...dekha aaj na jane kitne din ho gay na humne baat ki na hum mille jindagi chalti rahi aur hum door hote gay.... tum nahi badle na hum .... tum ne kabhi hume chaha hi nahi aur humne tumhe kabhi bhoola hi nahi.....wqt ne dekho kitna kuch sikha diya ..... abbb tumhare bina rota nahi hun ....  phir bhi mjhko hasse to jamna ho gaya hai.... yaad na aao waissa bhi nahi hai.... phle to shayad y umeed thi ki jb hum waisse ho jayenge jaisse aapko passand hote.... shayad y hote hote lamha kai juzar gaya hoga warna itna berukha mera yaar kahan ki humko yaad bhi na kare iss jahan mein ... umeed yahi hai ki shayad wo hamare dil k haal ko abb sambhal nahi payenge ..shayad y baat humko tum tk aane nahi deti ..... kabhi hamari wajah se tum haar jaao y soch bhi nahi sakta.... shayad isliy kabhi tere pass na abb aapay.... dekho abb mein kissi se kuch kehta bhi nahi hun warna aaj hosh mein shayad mein nahi hota.... bnd darwajo k darmaya kahin kho na jaao..... shayad isliy abb kahin jata nahi hun .....hamesha ki tarah jb bhi tera naam leta hun na jane kyu apni galtiya ka ehsaas jeeta hun.... accha wqt tha ki jb tum umar se jaldi bade ho gay warna hamara bachpanna tum kaisse nakarte..... kosis karta hun abb ki wo bn jaau jo tum chahte the per abb shayad tumhare laut aane ki koi wajah nahi hogi warna itna khudgarz mera pyaar nahi ho sakta ki tanha humko yu rehne deta..... shayad mein abb kabhi phir tumhe baadnaam na kar du.... dekho abb humne apni jaban bnd kar li hai...... shayad shyad khwabo k bahar aak mera haal puch lo tum..... bss is khayal se shayad need abb nahi aati...... tum parchai ho paani mein banti si..... shayad isliy abb paani se pyaas nahi bhujhata.......

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Tension .......abhi abhi

In my life i have been in many situation from whome I always learnt few things.... one thing I always remember is my mistakes .... mistakes that never made me the most or near the person I wanted to see myself to be ... a person in making never happened gor me but yet I was me in many places and time.... the most painful and regreted fault of my life was to be admitted in mba and secondly to say or a want of other half patner of which a genuinely deceiving and most unkind act was mine to embarras a most respected part of my life one was to have a feeling towards them secondly to express them third to share with buddys fourth not able to justify what I was feeling. .. whole mess of unfortunate events shocked me and yes I was shear part my own inner soul in pieces ..it's the time to end the journey of mba and the two valuable years in vein without any personalisation of being something but instead a person responsible for delivering the highest unfortunate and unforgiving acts ... here I earned nothing but black spot on being mohit kumar pandey .... rudra....