My Dearest Chronicles

Poetry:- Safed saaree ka uske fir se rangeen hona tay tha, Khaali dil ko uske fir se shaukeen hona tay tha, Ki mil gaya tha usey fir se koi saathi apna, Apni kismat pe usey fir se yakeen hona tay tha. Vo ek bebaak parinda tha, Nikla tha udaan pe, Kisi tarah se nazar padi uski iss saadgi ki pehchaan pe, Dil vahi, vo haar gaya ispe, Jaan ko apni vaar gaya ispe. Ishq pe jisey fir se yakeen hona tay tha, Safed saree ka uske fir se rangeen hona tay tha, Asaan si nahi hai ye kahani itni, Waqt ne fir ki beimaani itni. Koi ek nahi tha jisne inke raaste ko roka tha, Riwaazon ke naam aise hi kitno ko jhoka tha, Kuchh aankhon ko ye ab chubhne lage the, Guroor ke mehel jo ab doobne lage the, Gunaahon ki unke fir sangeen hona tay tha, Safed saree ka uske fir se rangeen hona tay tha. Awaazein goonjne lagi fir goliyon ki, Sehem si gayi awaazein thitholiyon ki, Shikaar karne nikle the sab mohabbat ka, Khoon se bhar dene ko yaadein aisi holiyon ki. Na insaafi ka lekin pairon taley zameen kh...

             You cannot use your brain to do multiple things at once. You cannot concentrate if you do not focus on one work at a time. And if by any chance you do so and perform satisfactorily, well then congratulate yourself for being a multi tasking individual.      It's so great to be able to do everything but then, only such individuals know how it feels to be actually someone of that kind. You know a little bit of everything, but nothing as a whole can define you. It's hard, truse it's really hard when such individuals are to make choices. A normal individual would simply go towards the path which leads them towards an easy or probably a more interesting way they would like their lives to be. But what about such people who have an equal amount of love, interest, time and effort for multiple ways? I don't think it's a crime to have multiple choices, but in real, it is actually a carrier suicide as a whole of we look deep...

           Now, when I see my friends, another creepy thought comes into my mind that shakes me down to my spine. I know the virtues of not being jealous. I know it's our insecurities that make us unhappy. But when we come to a practical aspect of life, we come across hurdles created by our own mind. And the same happens with me. I feel like lagging behind. What good things I did in the past doesn't amaze me at all since I'm not able to replicate it in my present.       It feels frustrating and disheartening. I feel like I am a worthless creature. Not because I don't know what my abilities are, but only because I can't conquer them. Every step brings with it a hurdle which is twice it's worth. It doesn't mean that my goals aren't my priority, it does not even imply I am scared of these obstacles. It simply means each every step requires me to invest double or treble the energy and time that I actually need to have invested in...

             I don't know how to start with it. It's actually something that I feel is not an imagination, but seems really silly when jotted down in the form of text. In the age of technology we have seen ourselves standing on the very narrow border between what we called as modern and age old mindsets. Most of us lie in the midst of the past and future generations and our mind works in that very manner. We have parents who had been living all their life following rules and regulations set up for them by their parents or guardians. And then we have a future generation that believes in freedom from all sorts of boundaries set up to cage their passion and dreams.       All we do is continuously struggle to find an easy way out to satisfy both. I see this everyday. I see it all live in front of my eyes. It's my cousin I would talk about. It's his girlfriend who is completely unknown to me and who actually feels that I have...

        You know it is necessary, maybe it's the matter of situations happened multiple times that made you say this. Parting or that what you call breaking up when you had truely been in love is no new thing for the world. It's not even an unfamiliar term for me, but then why does it seems so much that it's different in my case... There have been people in the past gone through it and there would be many more in the coming future, so then why am I feeling as if something out of this world has happened to me. I know I'm in sorrow but still I have my consciousness. So why does it feel like a pain so different from others. It feels like no one in this world would ever be able to know what the both of us are going through. Maybe because we never compared ourselves to anything else. Maybe because we had been so much into each other that we never felt it necessary to even bother about what the world had already gone through. We had done a number of things...