"Koi rishtaa nahiN rahaa fir bhi, ek tasleem la'azmi si hai ... "
When a dream appears in front, again and again... I question myself( actually, the magnet within ) : Am I dreaming or is this a deeper dream, the earth's reality ?
Contentment can arise if the dream either seems to be unclear, fictitious, or in other similar cases...
What if the "khwaab" does not pertain to either of these... ?
Intoxicated still, I believe then the la'azmi tasleem is visible... Afterwards; the poem is seen, the flower is heard, the pain is smelt and the fragrance is felt !
What one feels to be meaningless can eventually turn out to be the most meaningful facet of life in under 50 days... Yeah, that's life and I owe a lot to you...
I think I should stop here reciting the couplet by Gulzar Sahib, after which I stand speechless:
"Shaam se aaNkh meiN namii si hai, Aaj fir aapki kami si hai..."
P.S.: A reply was received from magnet miaN, regarding love... I feel posting it here is in order... It did help me and I hope will help many others:
"And when his (love's) wings enfold you yield to him, Tough the
sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. "
After this, I would like to say to all who can feel the rhyme... Raqs-e-Bismil ( Dance of the wounded ) rocks !!!
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