Old Book

 

Aaj main un panktiyon ko likh raha hun jise main kabhi kitab ke upper niche ki khali jagah par likh kar chhor diya karta tha. Jo kitab padhte padhte, aksar kuchh khash khayal par man ke aangan me yun hi bhatak parta tha aur likh diya karta tha.

 

Page1:

Kal rat ek khwab dekha,

khwab me khudko tujhse judte dekha,

tere itrate nakhron ko dekha,

apni, tujhe kush karne ki chahat ko dekha,

aur khud ke armano ko rote dekha.

 

Page2:

Pahle na gujarte the yun bekar me din,

ab to behal me phashe rahte hai din parti din.

 

Page3:

Jindagi ies mukam par yun na bhatakti,

Kabhi sanse kabhi dil yun na katati, mujhe katarti.

 

Page4:

I do not want to follow your feet,

I already followed my heart.

 

I do not want to kiss your lips,

I already kissed my dream.

 

I do not want to hold your hands,

I already held my breath.

 

I do not want to say these things,

But I already have written here.

 

Page5:

There are always two worlds in a man’s heart “LOVE & HATE”. The one wins, on which he have more faith.

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