Karoge yaad toh har baat ...

Inn ........ ki koi kimat na hogi,
na jahan bhar ki khushiya na dildaro ki sohbat hogi..
kuch mitti ke ghado me pyaas ta umr hogi..
Karoge yaad toh har baat ...

pal sare beet jayenge,
main  main na rahunga
tum tum na rahogi..
kisi waqt kisi mod paar
zindagi yeh sawal puchegi,
kya main isi tarah zakhmi hoti rahungi?
Karoge yaad toh har baat ...

kuch hasin palo ki kimat yeh zindagi
hasne muskarane ke sud ke sath,
aur kitno salo tak yeh karz chukau...
isi hisab me zindagi gujar jayegiKaroge yaad toh har baat ...

Chennai waitblogging. Train at 11:15.

Now What?

Being there done that.

Is this the story of us all.
Have I made it? Have I reached the sky, touched the stars and rocketed to Mars?
Have I lived?  Being there done that.

How you measure me? tell me..
You count my successes, when I fail, you say the boy will rise up he has got guts.
What if I don't rise up. You say my approach is wrong. You say I have got Attitude.

What if I would have never showed up to you. I would have still existed somewhere.

I have not mate all the living buddies still they exist allover and live there dreams.
What I am made up of? what keeps me going?

It doesn't make any difference to me whether you know me or whether I know you.
What's the need? You were living your way and I was on my way.
Then why I mate you?

No matter, we mate.
Time is all I have to give to you. If I am giving it to you you have become part of my life.
What I received, when I was born is -Life.
That's my most precious attribute. Without that I am nothing.
It's a count of breaths plotted against time. Breaths on X and Time on Y.
Time is infinite since the beginning of universe, but the breaths that are going to be plotted against it are limited. So the time that we have is most, "The most" valuable thing I or you have.
Your existence on this planet was of no importance to me until, I catch your few breaths.
The breaths you spend while talking to me, thinking about me and when you missed me.
I have taken "The most" valuable thing from you, your time.

It doesnt matter to me, how many people are born and died. How many of them gave me there time?
How many of them think they shouldn't have given? How many of them wants to willfully spent there time with me. - That's all that matter to me. In every generation, the experiences are same. Be it 200B.C, 2010, or 3010. Nothing will ever change. Even after Thousand years the same things will be repeated. Technology has progressed, life is better but still the Basics are same.

As a kid I never thought of the things I am doing now. But I am doing it coz I am no exception. and nobody really is. What makes me wonder more is, how exactly the things fall in place. Like a Mumbai local train, Being there you get pushed in , Being there you get pushed out. Steering the life's wheel is all what we do.


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01-11-10

Happy BirthDay !