There were days in my life when everything was so smooth and
fine that I couldn’t imagine any better way of it. Everything was just perfect
and so was I. There was no pressure from any side; neither any higher
expectation nor any definite aim. I was enjoying life at its fullest. I was so
much involved in it that i wanted it to go that only way. I had friends; some
good and some special ones. So special
that i was ready to do anything just for the sake of their happiness.
Besides destiny has planned some other things for me! :/
Gradually time passed, circumstances changed. Apparently I changed; so does people. I am a totally different person now. Priorities overcame my happiness. I have so many things to do now. I have ambition, parental expectation and some dreams of myself too. There is peer pressure to attain the highest level in different fields. So many other plans. No time for those old feelings; No time for my life even. I have lost my life completely. And meanwhile lost myself too. Thing were perfect back then. I don’t have those old people in my life anymore. I am surrounded by such mean and selfish people who just want to use me as a stair to climb upon my head. The old me is not at all alive.
I tried to refuse these changing phases, but I just couldn’t. I had to accept that “Things can’t remain the same always.”
Hoping that one day these feelings would naturally disperse!
Gradually time passed, circumstances changed. Apparently I changed; so does people. I am a totally different person now. Priorities overcame my happiness. I have so many things to do now. I have ambition, parental expectation and some dreams of myself too. There is peer pressure to attain the highest level in different fields. So many other plans. No time for those old feelings; No time for my life even. I have lost my life completely. And meanwhile lost myself too. Thing were perfect back then. I don’t have those old people in my life anymore. I am surrounded by such mean and selfish people who just want to use me as a stair to climb upon my head. The old me is not at all alive.
I tried to refuse these changing phases, but I just couldn’t. I had to accept that “Things can’t remain the same always.”
Hoping that one day these feelings would naturally disperse!
Some lines dedicated to that old life which i never gonna live again.
Ye chadani raat jaane kya batlati
hai,
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai.
Wo beete hue din,
Wo guzre hue pal,
Wo suhani ratein fir yaad aati hai,
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai.
Wo saath guzara hua har ek lamha,
Fir saamne aa jata hai.
Tumhare sparsh ka ehsas;
Ye mand hawa mujhe choo kar
karati hai.
Ye chandni raat jaane kya batlati hai,
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai.
Tumhari surmai muskurahat pe chahakte panchi,
Wo bemani batein aur suhane sapne,
Sab fir yaad aate hai.
Ye chandni raat jaane kya batlati hai,
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai.
Tumhari surmai muskurahat pe chahakte panchi,
Wo bemani batein aur suhane sapne,
Sab fir yaad aate hai.
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai.
Wo bheegti palkein fir yaad aati hai,
Wo masoom ratein,
Wo uljhi batein,
Wo chahakti sham,
Fir yaad aa jaati hai,
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai.
Wo uljhi batein,
Wo chahakti sham,
Fir yaad aa jaati hai,
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai.
Uljha kar mujhe aaj bhi,
Wahi kuch batein rakh jati hai.
Wahi kuch batein rakh jati hai.
Jinhe bhool jana chahta hu ab,
Ab to wo batein hi naa rahi.
Aur naa rahi wo mulakatein.
Ye chandni raat jane kya batlati hai
Kuch batein yaad dilati hai!!
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