sochne ka tarika hai mera apna,
mera sapna,
karna chahta hu poora,
lekin rehta hu adhoora,
paani ki talash me bhatakta jaise,
registaan ki khaak me dahakta jese,
koi pakshi pyaasa sa,
mera man bhi kuch aesa hi,
jo jesa samjhe bas vesa hi,
hazaaro log hazaaro bate,
yaad rakhna chahta hu,
magar bhool jata hu,
manzil alag raste alag hai,
chalna sambhal ke,
yaha kante bohot hai,
koi door se chillaye agar,
pas tumhe bulaye agar,
jaan lena ye dhoka hai,
sambhal jane ka ab bhi ek mauka hai,
har koi bandhlena chahta hai sabko,
raja banne ke khwab sajata hai jab wo,
swarth bhav to jeene ki wajah ban gayi hai,
zindgi umraquaid ki saza ban gyi hai,
dadi naani ki kisi kahani jese,
yaado bhari jawaani jese,
jeene ki rah pe mast hota jata hu,
khud ko azaadi me bhigona chahta hu..
Sitting near the window of my hotel room, I could see the full moon shining bright in the cold mountain night. Must be around 10 or 11 degrees. I could feel the light breeze on my face. Just looking outside the window, it was beautiful, even in the night. A silent full moon night high up in mountains could be so beautiful and soothing. I felt like my mind was empty of all thoughts. Like naturally meditating with eyes wide open and looking out into silhouette of huge mountains, like staring into wast spread of nothingness. I could see tiny lights twinkling on small buildings spread across the small town near Shimla, India. Sometimes when i came to senses, a sudden flood of thoughts streaming through the brain. How much we(humans) have progressed. How much nature had paid for our actions. Constantly digging the heart of mountain to make clearings for agriculture and buildings. Yet, nature is forgiving and let us be in peace. Peace, which is perhaps pet word of my ...
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