Obscure it Obliterate it, tried every thing, even tried Obsecrating. Tried all, but can't get away from you my Angel, Obdurate, well that I have tried a lot, but that you have never allowed me to go that way.
PS: The new chartbuster has the following lines
Shukran allah, walhamdulillah..
For all those who donot know what that exactly mean, it means Thanks(Shukran) Allah, and(wa) the (alhamd) praises are all for you (Allah)
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Friday again
The past two fridays have been different, as I have wanted it to come, so that I can spend some time at Home as my thursdays have been somewhat out of the scheduled.
But this time I am back to my old self when i am despising as the day is coming to an end. It is the time when I want to have a last look at my good friends of office.
Today morning, that face kept coming back reminding me that me too must have hurt some people in the same manner and would have wanted to fight me but haven't found me even to vent their anger.
Have been trying to abdicate this thought of mine, trying to get away from eyes. I know that I will again get to forget this fear very soon, may be just tomorrow. But I always thought that these eyes doesn't want to see me worried about them. But, how do I get over that compulsiveness I have about you. At times, the heart says lets go away, lets take refuge in some other things and many a times we have been successful in getting away from these thoughts. Some part of the heart even got satisfied that we are over that. Everything is the way you said it should be, the normal way.
But then a wednesday/thursday comes, bringing back those eyes again, bringing all those thoughts and care for them again. This Sunday, we thought that finally we have come to placate ourselves with your absence and this heart has got inured of your injuries. But once I see those painful eyes again, the pain again catches me from my forelocks and plunges me into those thoughts again. All the hard work of the past two weeks go into a tizzy and am back to my friday ways again.
But this time I am back to my old self when i am despising as the day is coming to an end. It is the time when I want to have a last look at my good friends of office.
Today morning, that face kept coming back reminding me that me too must have hurt some people in the same manner and would have wanted to fight me but haven't found me even to vent their anger.
Have been trying to abdicate this thought of mine, trying to get away from eyes. I know that I will again get to forget this fear very soon, may be just tomorrow. But I always thought that these eyes doesn't want to see me worried about them. But, how do I get over that compulsiveness I have about you. At times, the heart says lets go away, lets take refuge in some other things and many a times we have been successful in getting away from these thoughts. Some part of the heart even got satisfied that we are over that. Everything is the way you said it should be, the normal way.
But then a wednesday/thursday comes, bringing back those eyes again, bringing all those thoughts and care for them again. This Sunday, we thought that finally we have come to placate ourselves with your absence and this heart has got inured of your injuries. But once I see those painful eyes again, the pain again catches me from my forelocks and plunges me into those thoughts again. All the hard work of the past two weeks go into a tizzy and am back to my friday ways again.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Solace
हम ही नहीं तनहा तल्हा,
ये तो अब हाले-ज़माना हो गया है
सभी सुनाते हैं दर्दे दिल हमें
अपना दर्द तो अब हल्का हो गया है
ये तो अब हाले-ज़माना हो गया है
सभी सुनाते हैं दर्दे दिल हमें
अपना दर्द तो अब हल्का हो गया है
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