ek soch....

har pal jaane tu kya dhundta rahan.

manzil hone ki asha karta rahan, 

ya humsafar milne ki arzoo mein khoya rahan,

kaunse pal par har ek mod badal ja rahan kise pata...

har ek mod apni ek manzil banata rahan....

kyun hain sehmi hui si har ek aarzoo....

kuch paane ki ya hain kuch khone ki - yeah kaisi justjoo....

woh ek pal kyun hain khushi ruki hui si...

muskaan bante bante reh gayi ...

kyun tujhe hain darr muskurane ka.....

kahin muskurane se khushi ghum ho jayegi, wohi hi hain yeah silsila...

kyun nahi jeeta apni zindagi apni khushi ke liye ...

kiske bandhan mein bandha raha...apne sawalon ke ya sawal karne walon ke... 

kheechti rahi zanzeer ki tarah yeah soch tumhari...

kyun ruka hain musafir ...jab raasta chal rahan....

 

Raahein

kyun hain gumshuda har sach ki haqeeqat...
kyun hain har raah dhunde apni manzil ka pata...
musafiron chune apni raah..ya har ek raah chune apna musafir..
kisko khabar kya pata ...ismein hi asli zindagi jeene ka raaz chupa..
 

desire....

desire ..passion...ambition...

takes you farther than imagination...

growing deep beneath the skin this sensation...

telling me to turn the time now for my elation...

every passing minute itching to ooze out my temptation...

to pass out in present creating the path for realization...

essence of life is hidden when broken by reality in any formation...

you have to find yourself in yourself for your celebration...