“it isn’t the bad memories that make you sad but the best ones that you can’t bring it back”
“No matter how much time had passed when she looked at him, she saw always the wild, black haired boy she had fallen in love with”
“it isn’t the bad memories that make you sad but the best ones that you can’t bring it back”
“No matter how much time had passed when she looked at him, she saw always the wild, black haired boy she had fallen in love with”
ख़ामोश रहता हूं, जीने की कोई आस नहीं मिलती... पहले बात कुछ और थी, अब वो सुकून की सांस नहीं मिलती... मिलती थी पहले हर छोटी छोटी बातों पर, ढेर सारी खुशियां... अब इन अदाकार चेहरों में मुस्कुराहट भी, कुछ ख़ास नहीं मिलती....
Likhne ko to hm kitaab bhi likh sakte the,
Har panne par tumhare alfaaz likh sakte the,
Magar khuda ko ye manzoor kahan tha,
Warna hm to apne khoon se tumhara naam likh sakte the.
@80rullah