Chalo ek baar fir se Ajnabi ban jaye hum dono (Let us become
strangers to each other again).
The immortal Sahir Ludhianvi.
All my life I have tried to take paths which I can be happy.
But is even possible to let go of things? Do we bring misery in mind on our
own. Some stories need to be left in air, not to be completed. How beautiful
can be life with no expectations.
Do we love ourselves enough to be happy. Can there be any
end to giving up in life. We feel life is like that, we need to keep growing. But
do we end up giving up things which made us feel alive. The touch and feel of
life, the things which was so much made us feel rejuvenated. Sometime simple
things like a burning cigarette in my fingers sitting in balcony looking at
unending sky. The sound less life with only Sahir and me talking to each other…I
wish GOD would give me power to reborn. I would like to be born in 1921 same like
Sahir as his best friend.
So many feelings come and goes as we know new people in
life. Love and hate. Smiles and Frowns. Dreams and Reality. Daydreaming with
them, thinking of things which has no meaning and imagining laughter and talks
which never happens. Do we keep searching or can there be end to it? Can we be
happy with what we have and feel contended or its just our nature to wish more
and more.
Keep talking with me, don’t let me go.. come back to me like
waves of ocean. Let’s drink whole night without coming close to each other. Sit
in front of me and don’t say a word. Keep looking in my eyes and listen to our song’s
whole night. Let me kiss your feet and share a smoke with each other.
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