Khayal rakhna,
keh nai bahaaron key aney se pehle,
pichli bahaaron key zakham Jo baki hain ,
woh bhar jayain!

Dard ka silsila,
Mustaqil tha Jo,
Woh tham jaye!



it has been quite long since the day I moved to the place, may be it won’t but my time calculation is accurate. So it was the day yesterday and today I am thinking that I laughed out loud yesterday and it was the same day when I couldn’t speak single word but cry. Time passes by and we learn to survive with every passing moment without the people we feel we couldn’t. Time has its own impression.