It seems that I have nothing to write and nothing to say. I don’t feel anything in my life; no colours, no roses, no light, no chandnee ratain, no choorion key khanak, no smiling, nothing. I don’t know why and how it happened? and most importantly when did it happen? I only hope that it is only a temporary phase. I am really afraid of losing my creativity, my feelings, my senses, my observation and my talent.
ciao
Meray khawaboon ka qila to kab ka toot chukka hay
Par aik khirkee ab bhee aksar khul khul jatee hay
Jis say madh-dham madh-dham he sahee
Chandnee jhanknay lagtee hay
Aur dil kay weeran goshay may
Halkee c aik khawhish he sahee – karwat laynay lagtee hay
Jo reh reh k tarpaatee hay
Dil ko kuch kuch hota hay aur aankh nam ho jatee hay
Khawabon key is khirkee ko, sach may zinda rakhna hay
Bund na honay dayna hay
Rait k apnay is aangan ko
Pholoon say sajana aur
Khawaboon key is khirkee ko
Haathon may sajana, chupana
K meethee c yaad key khushboo
Aur anhonee aik khawahish, ab bhee is may rehtee hay
Jo shayad puree honee hay?
ciao
Dear All,
Thank you very much of sending me emails and asking about my whereabouts. Some of you have already forgotten me but i m still alive and doing quite good, although very much busy lately but i think i can blog now on regular basis. hopefully, keep the fingers cross.
so how is everyone?
ciao
