The Living Words...

Few words which always make me confuse....

Destiny , Death , Life , Happiness , sorrow , Good , Bad , Truth , False ,Freedom....

One word which always make me to feel good...

Love

One word which give me solution to all of my confusion..

God

In Life ..There are always SOMETHING's which can never be explained.....
I don't know weather it is my good luck or bad luck , but i always come across those things...

Life Or Death ...

Is the DEATH end of LIFE...
Or , Is it the birth of new LIFE ???
Or , Is it the LIFE itself ???

What we did , we got & we will loss after DEATH...
Or , Is it that we will get DEATH for what we did , & we got in LIFE ??

Is the birth of new LIFE is the cause of past LIFE..??
Or , Is it really destine to take the new LIFE ...

If DEATH is destine ..
Then what matters ..
If one does something & other does nothing...

If DEATH is the LIFE itself..
Then What really is the destiny ???
Who are we and why are we....???

Hazaron khwahishen aisi ki har khwahish pe dum nikle,Bahot nikle mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle.

A nice poem from someone else .. but you will feel like yours... :)

Kaun hai wo jisse milne ko hum taraste hain

Kiske liye in aankhon se aansu baraste hain

Kiske ek deedar se hum phooloon sa khilte hain

Kaun hai wo jisse hum her raat khawaaboon main milte hain

Kaun hai wo jo her raste ki manjil hai

Kiski tamanna main pal-pal dharakta ye dil hai

Kaun hai wo jiska hum her pal intjaar karte hai

Kiska hum her roshan chaand main deedar karte hain

Kaun hai wo jo hamari her baat main dikhta hai

Kiska aksh hamain sari kayanat main dikhta hai

Kaun hai wo jo na chah kar bhi khawaaboon main aata hai

Kisko hum apni paak ebadadat kahte hai

Kaun hai wo jiski humain bewafai bhi manjoor hai

Kiske liye hamain jahaan se ruswai bhi manjoor hai

Kaun hai jo paraya ho kar bhi apna hai

Wo kooie aur nahi sirf mera ek SAPNA hai.