soul never stops or forgets.

I Love my friends neither with my Heart nor with my mind.

Just in case Heart might stop,mind can forget.

I Love them with my soul.

soul never stops or forgets. 

Never ever the same.

Some people come into our lives and quickly go.

Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts,
and we are never ever the same.

Parable of the Four-Poster

 

Because she wants to touch him,

she moves away.

Because she wants to talk to him,

she keeps silent.

Because she wants to kiss him,

she turns away

& kisses a man she does not want to kiss.

He watches

thinking she does not want him.

He listens

hearing her silence.

He turns away

thinking her distant

& kisses a girl he does not want to kiss.

They marry each other--

a four-way mistake.

He goes to bed with his wife

thinking of her.

She goes to bed with her husband

thinking of him.

--& all this in a real old-fashioned four-poster bed.

Do they live unhappily ever after?

Of course.

Do they undo their mistakes ever?

Never.

Who is the victim here?

Love is the victim.

Who is the villain?

Love that never dies.

Oh poor boy

Never sing for my supper I never help my neighbour Never do what is proper For my share of labour. I'm a poor boy And I'm a rover Count your coins and Throw them over my shoulder I may grow older Nobody knows How cold it grows And nobody sees How shaky my knees Nobody cares How steep my stairs And nobody smiles If I cross their stiles. Oh poor boy So sorry for himself Oh poor boy So worried for his health. You may say every day Where will he stay tonight. Never know what I came for Seems that I've forgotten Never ask what I came for Or how I was begotten. I'm a poor boy And I'm a ranger Things I say May seem stranger than Sunday Changing to Monday. Nobody knows How cold it flows And nobody feels The worn down heels Nobody's eyes Make the skies Nobody spreads Their aching heads. Oh poor boy

Ishq love and the Veil

One Month

A BOY HAD CANCER AND HE HAD ONLY ONE
MONTH TO LIVE. HE LIKED A GIRL VERY MUCH WHO WAS WORKING IN A CD SHOP.
BUT HE DID NOT TELL HER ABOUT HIS LUV.
EVERYDAY HE WENT TO THE CD SHOP AND BOUGHT A CD ONLY TO TALK TO HER.

AFTER A MONTH HE DIED.
GIRL WAS WAITING FOR HIM AND ONE DAY THE GIRL WENT TO HIS HOME AND ASKED ABOUT HIM,
HIS MOM TOLD HER THAT HE DIED
AND TOOK HER TO HIS ROOM....................................

SHE SAW ALL THE CD'S UNOPENED ...............
THE GIRL CRIED N CRIED N FINALLY AFTER SOME DAY SHE ALSO DIED.
SO DO YOU KNOW Why SHE CRIED?
ÇOZ SHE HAD KEPT HER OWN LUV LETTERS INSIDE THE CD PACKS.
SHE ALSO LUVED HIM BUT HE DID NOT OPEN ANY CD
HE JUST WANTED TO TALK TO HER .............
moral of the story: if u love someone......say to him/her directly
don't wait for the destiny to play the role

Twenty Years

Last 20 years made something else out of him,

the 20 years old boy turned into a 40 years old man. 

Do you remember that day when I saw you by chance in …..

 

- Yes

- It wasn't by chance, it was planned, it was my third time to come all this way trying to find you

 

And he started telling her all what he has been hiding for a year and a half, he took her through all the days, hour by hour and minute by minute, he couldn't help it. Like a waterfall that cannot stop he went on telling her everything.

 

She was silent, shocked and when he urged her to speak, all she said was:

 

 - But Rawanas, I do not deserve all this

- Why do you think so?

- I mean… I'm… I'm not that good of a person

- Who said that I did all this because you are good

- So how do you call this?

- Love?

- This can't be possible… for me you are nothing but a friend

 

With that simple word she brought him down to earth in an unexpected collapse. He felt as if a cold steel hand was squeezing his heart, he couldn't think or speak. He felt as if he had just heard his sentence of death.

 

She left announcing that this would be the last time they should meet, and he was left with an agony of pain to overcome, a broken heart to heal, a void where her love was, a longing to manage and a dark tomorrow where she will not be there.

 

He left, walking alone in the silent night, a totally different person than the one who was almost flying on his way to meet her few hours earlier. 

 

He lost his faith in love and learned from his mistakes, he knew what he wants out of his life and decided that the journey should leave an effect, he traveled a lot and saw the beauties of the world, he found the place where he dreams to live, he learned composing music and developed new passions for things he didn't imagine would like, he made a lot of decisions and he never regretted any of them.

 

Twenty years have shown him a lot, in himself, in people and in life. Twenty years have taught him that he is capable of doing great achievements on many fronts, that God as much as he gives does not give everything to his people, something has to be missing, for him he knew what was missing and he learned to live with it.

 

He grew up, he changed a lot, but whenever he looks at himself he sees the small old shy him who enjoys his own company rather than the company of others, who prefers to write than to speak, who would rather be alone than being with someone who does not like and who cannot live without art and beauty. The same him that loves flowers, winter, fine paintings, classical music and sad movies.

 

The self discovery trip that he started Twenty years ago is still going on, for he decided that it will end only with his ……