ek puri hoti hai,to doosri jaagti hai,

ye khawaish, khawabo ki ek sunder tasveer binti hai,

to kabhi aakho ko nam karti hai.............

lekin yepuri ho ya na ho,

hamesha sang rehti hai,

jaise raat chand bin adhoori hai,

waise khawaish koshish bin adhhori hai,

islye agar sapne kahi toot bhi jaaye,

to use bikharne se roko,

kyuki khawaish hi to zindagi ko kuch naya, albela sa karne ki,

raha dikhati hai

Hai mujhe bhi khawaish,

khule aasman me udne ki,

hai mujhe bhi khawaish ,

ek naya jahan basane ki,

ha,khawaish tum to woh resham ke dhage ki dor ho,

jo jeevan ko hamesha angeenat rango se saja ke rakhti ho.

who always hurt u,

she is disappearing with each passing day.

Remember that confused girl,

who always said i dont know,

is deciding to take her decisions ,

with ayes or a no,

Remember that girl who accused u of many things,

has just stopped feeling,

and just cies instead of abusing.................

Remember that girl...........

she is lost somewhere.

everybody sleeping,

but my eyes r hurting again in pain..........

why does it always happen with me,

why r my dreams always shattered.............

but i will move on with a smile,

i promise myelf again tonight.

I who was used to be taken care of,

has seen so much of pain,

but i no longer complain,

for i have to take all te troubles ,

in m stride .

I ask why do i have to kill mself every passing day,

why sacrifice all my wishes,

just to keep others happy............

i just feel like breaking free.

I deal with one emoyional blow,

and then another strikes.............

Just a shadow in my mind,

a glowing light,

keeps me going...........

but i wish u were here,

so that i could just be me(this is for special friend wherein destiny made us part our ways)\,

U my friend help me deal with every woe,

even though i dont know where u r

the revolution of meditation(concept of holistic health) infilrated India,

the young urban mind, , the private industries all took part in workshops of meditation.

Unlike the meditation practised by the traditional yogs,

The modern day meditation was to be adevise to burst stress,

and to provide a means to fight, tension,falling relattionship ,

work and study presure which has taken human beings into its clutches.

Infact women used meditation techniques such as creative visualisation ,

to boost up their beauty.

Meditation is also said to have healing properties against many ailments...........

so a question arises is to what exactly is meditation.

to be continued...........................

uski yaadaon ka basera,

phir angeenat khayalo ke moti,

woh ankahi,kahi baato ki doli,

uski musrahat,

uske aakho me base gamo ki toli ne,

mere man ke darwaze pe daskat di.

humne phir khud se sawal kiya,

uski yaado ki doli ki vidai ho chuki thi,

phir ye yaado se saji dulhan ,

mere man me wapis kyu aa rahi.........

Shayad aaj use jaroorat hai meri,

is liye uski yaad sata rahi.................

phir se aise khayalo ko,

na mashtich pe vaar karno do,

woh jo bina bataye chala gaya,

angeenat aasoo de,

use tumhari koi zaroorat nahi.......

Na soch use,

ai mere dost,

jisne tujhe kiya tanha,

woh kabhi nahi aane wala,

phir se karde uski yaado ko alvida..

what exactly is life,

is it an easy tread,

or a long tunnel with an unknown end.

Well life is beautiful as well as ugly,

happiness and also sadness,

It is friendship as well as enemity,

It is bonding as well as jealousy................

Life is ajourney of,

the mind, body and soul,

IT is an expression of our innerself,

It is apackage of compromises,

decorated by the iceing of optimism.

Life is achoice,

between duty and wishes................

It is like the darkness of night,

when the heart is wounded,

Bright as the morning sunshine,

when good friends love thee.............

Life.............

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It describes a bonding between two people,

affection for people u care for,

Its a ship which sails on the waters,

of the ocean called life.

Friendship is like a bouquet of flowers,

colourful and vibrant,

whose fragrance adds,

freshness to our existence.

friendship does not see caste colour , creed,

it happens,

but again there r some friend who r special, and

some who r just friends............

friendship is the road of life,

wherein accidents happen,

friends fall apart,

but such wounds can be repaired,

with love and affection

friensship.................................