Awrd_writes

Silent Conversations

I am still in love with you and yes I know you have no obligations towards me,no promises to take care of neither any known relation to keep you on my side of the sails.
 I know this parting letter of mine is of no significance for you,the foolish me fell for you and on those small streets of old Delhi I kept waiting for your fragrance every morning and my nights passed  looking towards your wooden window where occassionally I could have your glimpse....
  My hair has started turning grey now and that buzy street which I once owned has been occupied by young blood but these half broken letters of mine still force me for a walk to your address.........

                                  Why .....may be this is how it was supposed to end but remember my struggling breaths will keep the promise I once made to my young heart to love you forever.


Awrd

    noorulaiin

    IQBAL
    "Masjid khuda" ka ghar hai peene ki jagah nahi 
    Kafir ke dil mein jaa waha" khuda " nahi.
    
    FARAZ 
    Kafir ke dil se aaya hoon yeh dekh kar Faraz 
    Khuda maujood hai wahan usse pata nahi .
    
    WASI 
    Khuda maujood hai duniyaa mein har jagah 
    Tu jannat jaa waha peene se mana nahi ....
    
    SAQI 
    Peeta hoon gham-e-duniya bhulane ke liye 
    Jannat mein kaun sa gham hai iss liye waha mana nahi .....

    Awrd_writes

    Silent Conversations
    
    I am still in love with you and yes I know you have no obligations towards me,no promises to take care of neither any known relation to keep you on my side of the sails.
     I know this parting letter of mine is of no significance for you,the foolish me fell for you and on those small streets of old Delhi I kept waiting for your fragrance every morning and my nights passed  looking towards your wooden window where occassionally I could have your glimpse....
      My hair has started turning grey now and that buzy street which I once owned has been occupied by young blood but these half broken letters of mine still force me for a walk to your address.........
    
                                      Why .....may be this is how it was supposed to end but remember my struggling breaths will keep the promise I once made to my young heart to love you forever.
    
    
    Awrd

      Awrd_writes

      Only two things remain at the end of the story.....it is either a grievance or a memory
      
      
      Awrd

      Awrd_writes

      The Girl with Red Flag..
      
      
      She was a mess for a man of my taste she was a red flag over the years I had polished myself with the ropes of luxury and she was just one more girl in the road side......still she ended up as a perfect dream
      
      Awrd

      Awrd_writes

      The Cursed Generation.....
      
      
      This so called generation X is woefully a cursed generation,why hmmm.... despite the fact they seeming run the world on fingertips except the software that says “commitment”.We all keep searching for it and it turns us into a comedian when someone says,“i just want commitment nothing else” knowing the fact that the person seeking it has just been out of so demonised toxic relationship.“Toxic” what does that even mean in a relationship,in most of the cases it is just commitment issues or if you refine it just call it trust issues.
      
        What a lie we live with, both the parties cheat presuming that the other one don't have the spine of loyalty and then painfully move on to find the infinity stone of commitment.
      
      
      Awrd

      Awrd_writes

      And as the time passed the stories got blurred.....
      
      
      
      Awrd

        Awrd_writes

        Shikayat hi tow hai
        Dafan ho Jaye gi
        Zindagi ki door ka
        Har koi hamsafar nahi hota....
        
        Awrd