My Piece for the day

Even if I forget the date, I will remember tonight because I don't think I can potentially be the same ever again. Mujhe lgta tha my innate capacity to love is my real gift, pta ni but aj main har gyi. Na chahte hue bhi Aaj fir ek baar apni jagah par sahi hokar bhi sabhi ne mujhse hi aas lgayi ki main jhuk jaaun. Aj shayad main sorry kehne se ya baat krne se chhoti nahin Hui par aj mere andar kuch mar gya.  Main peechle saat se das dinon se subhay shaam bas iss liye ro Rahi kyunki jinko main shayad apna dost Maan baithi thi wo mujhse baat nahin kr rahe the. Iss office mein pehli baar kisi ko dost mana aur achanak se main hi unki life mein kab invisible ho gyi pta hi ni chla. To roommate me achanak se baat krna band kr dia. Peechle das din se mujhe ye Tak nahin pta ki meri galti kya hai main sirf assume kre Jaa Rahi hun. Ro ro ke meri literally tabiyat khrab ho gyi hai par aj bhi main hi halwa khila ke logon ko mana Rahi hun. I wish kabhi koi samjhta how tiring it is to be understan

Lal Bahadur Shastri National Academy of Administration Your sight inspires me to endure some more Your neighbour evokes an inspirational envy Noone knows whose feet you shall welcome Yet, you are the " Madeena " to millions of us Days leading to you are testing and tough They seem to be testing every inch of my soul I guess, they too are trying their best To make us worthier to breathe your air I can't predict if our match is made in heaven But, you are the hope inspiring me these days Time alone shall tell if he has our better match But, can't see him wishing, "I had tried harder!"

With too much time to spend on the clock, my mind -- eyeing an excuse -- offcourse went roaming back in the forbidden lanes of the past, amidst the tales still healing from pain.   For most events, my dots do connect but maybe it's too early to number the same. A gentle reminder how I am best left in a tiring marathon. While I am definitely more aware than ever of my intentions and motivations; the journey itself is probably becoming an easing necessity. "What others see as a hustle is at times just an antidote at play." Until I am better equipped to truly let go of it all and before I am already too old for the same; I would rather just focus on my ambitions and take care of my dreams and deserving obligations.  Yes, books can still leave me sleepy when left in their company for too long. But, I guess I finally have my reasons to let them consume my whole. From the few things I had envisioned for myself; topping the list were dreams of a young and