Bikhri hai kuch zindagi yu es chaar diwari me,
Bikhri shaase, bikhri shaam aur kuch bikhre ahsaash,
Shikwa nahi ab es bihkhre pan se,
Shayad khuch bhkhri ummide bhi padi hai is bishtar ke tale.
Brijesh
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Looks are deceptive
Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
I Miss You
I count the hours, I count the days.
How much I miss you, I count the ways.
I miss your voice, I miss your touch.
And I miss the face, That I love so much.
How to describe it, There is now way.
I walk around, In a permanent daze.
I long to feel, Your warm embrace.
And to see a smile, Upon your face.
I will not sleep, Won't close one eye.
Until you're home, Safe and alive.
While you're overseas, And I'm safe at home.
I think of you out there, In danger and alone.
This is the life you've chosen,
And I can't change your mind.
You've found your inner bravery,
And now I must find mine.
I miss you so much,
And this feeling will go on,
Until you're safe in my arms.
How much I miss you, I count the ways.
I miss your voice, I miss your touch.
And I miss the face, That I love so much.
How to describe it, There is now way.
I walk around, In a permanent daze.
I long to feel, Your warm embrace.
And to see a smile, Upon your face.
I will not sleep, Won't close one eye.
Until you're home, Safe and alive.
While you're overseas, And I'm safe at home.
I think of you out there, In danger and alone.
This is the life you've chosen,
And I can't change your mind.
You've found your inner bravery,
And now I must find mine.
I miss you so much,
And this feeling will go on,
Until you're safe in my arms.
कभी कभी...
कभी कभी मेरे दिल मैं ख्याल आता हैं
कि ज़िंदगी तेरी जुल्फों कि नर्म छांव मैं गुजरने पाती
तो शादाब हो भी सकती थी।
यह रंज-ओ-ग़म कि सियाही जो दिल पे छाई हैं
तेरी नज़र कि शुओं मैं खो भी सकती थी।
मगर यह हो न सका और अब ये आलम हैं
कि तू नहीं, तेरा ग़म तेरी जुस्तजू भी नहीं।
गुज़र रही हैं कुछ इस तरह ज़िंदगी जैसे,
इससे किसी के सहारे कि आरझु भी नहीं.
न कोई राह, न मंजिल, न रौशनी का सुराग
भटक रहीं है अंधेरों मैं ज़िंदगी मेरी.
इन्ही अंधेरों मैं रह जाऊँगा कभी खो कर
मैं जानता हूँ मेरी हम-नफस, मगर यूंही
कभी कभी मेरे दिल मैं ख्याल आता है.
कि ज़िंदगी तेरी जुल्फों कि नर्म छांव मैं गुजरने पाती
तो शादाब हो भी सकती थी।
यह रंज-ओ-ग़म कि सियाही जो दिल पे छाई हैं
तेरी नज़र कि शुओं मैं खो भी सकती थी।
मगर यह हो न सका और अब ये आलम हैं
कि तू नहीं, तेरा ग़म तेरी जुस्तजू भी नहीं।
गुज़र रही हैं कुछ इस तरह ज़िंदगी जैसे,
इससे किसी के सहारे कि आरझु भी नहीं.
न कोई राह, न मंजिल, न रौशनी का सुराग
भटक रहीं है अंधेरों मैं ज़िंदगी मेरी.
इन्ही अंधेरों मैं रह जाऊँगा कभी खो कर
मैं जानता हूँ मेरी हम-नफस, मगर यूंही
कभी कभी मेरे दिल मैं ख्याल आता है.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Relationship
We often use relationship to fulfill ourselves, but some time we should use ourselves to fulfill our relationship.
Careful..
Making a sensible enemy is always better than making a friend who pretends, he/she is innocent.
Don't Quit
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with it's twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worse,
That you must not quit.
...Edgar A. Guest
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with it's twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worse,
That you must not quit.
...Edgar A. Guest
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- Brijesh N Bhatt
- You see things; and you say, "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"