I am in high spirits...!
Mai farsi classes join kar rahi hun, Fatima joining them too...!
wow, kitna maza ayega, hum roz milenge, kitna enjoy karenge.....!
I am soooooooooo happy.....!
hum roz mila karenge kai maheene tak....!
wow! wow! wow.....!
aaaj humne itni achi achi baten ki,
as if dunya mai kuch bhi bura nhi he, aur dunya hmare gird ghoomti he,
aur koi cheez nhi he, jo hmare khwabon mai rukawat bane...!
we share our dreams,
and today we talked of fulfilling them,
planning our futures, Ahhh, wish they come true...!
we talked of going to china after finishing our exams...., and getting admissions to some gud university..!
ahhhh, china,
china... and its remoteness!
[I repeated the word ''china'' twice, and asked her,
''HUM kis k des jaeinge.....?
and she stopped for a minute and said.....
'' Leochooo...!''
and then said
'' jub tumne itni apnaiyat se kis k kaha na, to my heart throbbed with excitement, Leochoo''
and then we shouted the name with All the love we could endure
''HUM kis k des jaeinge.....?
and she stopped for a minute and said.....
'' Leochooo...!''
and then said
'' jub tumne itni apnaiyat se kis k kaha na, to my heart throbbed with excitement, Leochoo''
and then we shouted the name with All the love we could endure
''SAFDAR YASEEN LEOCHOO'' ]
we talked of becoming independant, and then hiring a flat together,
and working on contracts,
and taking breaks every six seven months,
and going to remote places,
and of buying a camera of 6000 snaps capacity,
and of stopping by every river, every bridge, every thele wala, every mochi, every khakroob.!
and of having coffees in the terrace,
and of driving speed,
and of exploring places in the countries new,
and making our library of 4000 buks one day, and on and on, increasing in number,
and letting our dreams lead our way,
and never stopping,
and flowing and flowing....,
As if the world was not what it is....!
But I wrote a poem some timees back,
and there were these three lines that I wrote,
[aur ye teen lines mjhse duhri wabastagi rakhti hen,
aik ye k ye mere qalam se mosoom hen
duja ye k ye, Mjhe pasand bhi hen,
and that they are two things that combine rarely]
aik ye k ye mere qalam se mosoom hen
duja ye k ye, Mjhe pasand bhi hen,
and that they are two things that combine rarely]
Khwab jo k khwab hen,
khwab hen deewanon k,
aur kab deewanon k khwab poore hote hen,
...........................To bas yahi kul baat he.
but wishes are wishes,
what if not grantable,
there is no stopping from wishing,
I Believe..!
8 comments:
hmm u r very right...soch aur khawhishat par na kisi ka bus hain aur na hi hona chahyen...and by thw way nice poem...
han, its one of the few poems that I like myself,
and well, baqi to mai kafi bol chuki hun post mai....!
It's the "deewane" on whose shoulders the world has traveled so much and come to the vantage point where it is now.
As I used to say "dream big"!!!
Loved the energy of this post. This energy makes the difference in the world. I have seen many a grown up people envy it. So keep it girlie.
yeah, I was in highest of spirits the moment I wrote it,
mayya kitne precious hote hen na ese lamhe,
Jab lgta hi nhi he k there can be something beyond going to leochoo,s country,
hatta k leochoo ki country k wo gham jin se aap associated ho, wo bhi kaheen background mai chale jate hen.....!
Haye mayya...!
Totally agreed. And the whole thread of sorrows and ecstasies that weaves every leochoo's life...
I remember saying once and I thoroughly believe it :
"I think life is generally sad with small episodes of happiness. But I must hurry to add these small episodes out weight the longer threads of sorrow that weave our life."
yeah,
not from always, but from some years I have been thinking that life z a balanced thing....!
fair shair of sorrows and joys.
Ups and downs do come,
but its only us who dont keep the balance, weeping and whining and wasting time in crying for what z gone, and completely ignoring the bounties and blessings thrust upon Us by our Allah.
Life might not be a very beautiful thing, but its not that cruel, the way we percieve it...!
I think life is harsh but it is never unfair...!
Hmmm..
I think you make life what it is.
Somehow from childhood Hazrat Umar's quote " God is what you think He is" has stuck to my mind.
I think same goes for life. For life revolves around God as earth around sun.
No matter what you believe in there is a God in it. If there is no God for you, time or you yourself is the God. We can't help worshiping something...
(Am I making sense??? O_o.. I guess not =s )
I dont know of others but you do make sense to me...!
It can,t be otherwise...!
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