Nothing slows down the clock like sadness.
When the sweetness goes out of 'sweet nothings', all thats left is nothing.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Waqt aane par bata denge tujhe ae aasmaan,
hum abhi se kya bataayen, kya humare dil mein hai.
When Bismil would have written these lines, it most probably was strictly about the idea of independence from britishers. But, today, it looks relevant to almost any kind of slavery we live into.
I have lost the last thread of hope of getting any moral support from my most trusted people. They no longer believe in my capabilities. I wonder .... is this the return of the support I gave?
But I have decided to go ahead with my plans. Even if I fail ..... Lets see.
And yes, I am trying to touch everyone who can march with me in this phase. Hope to get a hand somewhere.
Whats on my mind?
Waqt aane par bata denge tujhe ae aasmaan,
hum abhi se kya bataayen, kya humare dil mein hai.
hum abhi se kya bataayen, kya humare dil mein hai.
When Bismil would have written these lines, it most probably was strictly about the idea of independence from britishers. But, today, it looks relevant to almost any kind of slavery we live into.
I have lost the last thread of hope of getting any moral support from my most trusted people. They no longer believe in my capabilities. I wonder .... is this the return of the support I gave?
But I have decided to go ahead with my plans. Even if I fail ..... Lets see.
And yes, I am trying to touch everyone who can march with me in this phase. Hope to get a hand somewhere.
Whats on my mind?
Waqt aane par bata denge tujhe ae aasmaan,
hum abhi se kya bataayen, kya humare dil mein hai.
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