Random Vibes of a Lost Soul

 बहुत दिनों बाद कुछ लिखने की कोशिश कर रही हूँ, खुद को शब्दों में पिरोने की कोशिश कर रही हूँ।  कोई शब्द नहीं मिल रहे क्यूंकि, पहली बार देखा है प्रकृति को इतने करीब से, शायद कम लोगों को मिलता है ये मौका नसीब से।  गिलहरियों का खेल, मिट्ठू के पंख, और काग की उड़ान, इन सब के बीच लहराते हुए तिरंगे की शान।  क्यों न हो हमें हिंदुस्तान पर नाज़, जब इतनी बेमिसाल है इसकी पहचान।  अरे देखो तो इन मेहनती चींटियों को कैसे भागी जा रही हैं, न जाने किस मंज़िल की और तशरीफ़ रखी जा रही हैं।  आओ कुछ पल तुम भी बैठो हमारे साथ, शायद प्रकृति की काया में तुम्हें भी मिल जाये अपने जीवन का सार। 

Hey,  Can I tell you something Will you be listening Will you be believing Will you not be judging Hey,  There's something I have been hiding I have been carrying I can't carry anymore!!! Hey, Will you be my friend Will you hold my hand Will you sing along I can't sing alone anymore!!! Hey, It might not make sense It might be disturbing It might mess with your head Will you stick anyway, Cos, I have struggled far too long I have tried far too much I have sung far too sweet I have danced with far too much grace Now it's your turn baby Can you still stick around?

Some standout in groups Some standout alone Both are equally beautiful It's on you to decide What makes you happy

Oh Hi, Can you please lend me a hand? I am drowning in this crowded land!! I may look quiet outside, But am freaking out inside. I don 't know what's so wrong, what's hurting my soul on and on. Oh Hi, Can you please lend me a hand? I have these feelings I don't understand!! I am free, I feel trapped. It has been long I have slept. I don't know why my heart is full of guilt, for the things I never built. Oh Hi, Can you please lend me a hand? Do something with your magic wand? Relieve me of all the pain I carry, l ighten my head by taking away my worries. Oh please someone lend me a hand ...

It has been a long time since I have been waiting. Waiting for the undiscovered truth to be discovered From where we come, where we go, I still wonder. Why struggle so hard for such a mortal life? And if it has to end, why is it wrong to end it now? Why can’t we decide our own end? Begining is never in our hands. How we find similarity with other beings? And if we are so similar why we die for those who are so different? Why every wrong feels so tempting? Why doing right is always so intimidating? Why are we afraid to stand up for our own goodwill? Why are we against those who do this? Sometimes I feel my life does not belong to me I don’t have the rights to decide where it leads. It’s the world that decides everything for me. I am just a puppet, struggling to break free. Can I just run away, just for once to understand what does it mean to live? I don’t understand, I don’t wanna come back, but I still fear what if I can’t. Borrowing two lines from Davies’ Leisure,...

आँखों में कुछ बड़ी उम्मीदें लिए चल दिए उस अनजान शहर की ओर न रहने का ठिकाना था न खाने का कुछ पता था पर थी सपनों में इतनी ताकत की बना लिया छोटा आशियाना वहाँ नहीं थी खबर मुझे की  दूर की चकाचौंध भी सिर्फ अँधेरों में भाती है लौट कर आना तो घर ही है खुशियाँ वहीं से आती है