"rainaa beetee jaaye, shaam naa aaye
nindeeyaa naa aaye
shaam ko bhoolaa, shaam kaa waadaa
sang diye ke jaage raadhaa
kis sautan ne rokee dagareeyaa
kis bairan se laagee najareeyaa
birahaa kee maaree paremadiwaanee
tan man pyaasaa aakhiyon mein paanee"
Maturity sometimes has its advantages, you appreciate things much more that you did before. The depths of a lovely song, the second read of a book that touched you before, the simple gentle beauty of that unfurling flower. The leaves are just begining to drop outside my window. I watch them and wonder why the seasons never forget to change?
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2 comments:
we always say truth is ugly, but it can be beautiful too and u proved it with this post.
Raka,
Thanks! Your comment touched me!
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