𝙄𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙢 𝙠𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙚𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙞 𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙟𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞, 𝙪𝙨𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙙𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙣𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙮𝙚. 𝙆𝙝𝙬𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙜𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞, 𝙟𝙤 𝙣𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙗 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙝𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙪𝙨𝙠𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙠𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙚 𝙟𝙚𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙞𝙣. 𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙠𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙡, 𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙧𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖, 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙞 𝙝𝙞 𝙚𝙠 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙜 𝙠𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙞, 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙮𝙚𝙝 𝙯𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙞 𝙝𝙪𝙢 𝙪𝙨𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙖𝙥 𝙠𝙤 𝙠𝙝𝙤 𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙞𝙣, 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞 𝙟𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙚 𝙟𝙚𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙞 𝙧𝙖𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙞𝙣.

Koi wada na kar, koi irada na kar,
Khwaishon ki duniya ko khud se juda na kar.
Zindagi ne jitna diya, bas utna kaafi hain,
Khuda ne jo likha, woh sach hai, samajh le yeh baat sachi hain.

Har khwaish ko pura karne ki zid chhod de,
Mitti ke rangon mein, khud ko khojne ki aadat chhod de.
Zindagi ek safar hai, uske har raaste mein apni alag kahani hain,
Jo mila hai, jitna mila hai, usi mein khushiyon ko pehchan le.

Har ek pal ki raahat ko samajhna, yeh bhi toh zaroori hain,
Jitni bhi raatein gujri, woh sab apni kahani purani hain.
Jise paana hai, woh paaya nahi, toh itna faasla toh sahi hain,
Zindagi ke is raaste pe, khud ke sath chalna seekh le.

Sabse door ho kar, ab khud ko paana hai,
Har ek khwahish mein, bas apna raasta banana hai.
Zindagi ki kitaab, jaise khud hi likhi ho,
Waise hi har pal, bas apne saath bitana hai.

Koi wada na kar, na hi apna irada bana,
Jo likha hai naseeb mein, bas utna hi hai tujhe milna.
Zindagi jitna de, bas utne mein hi jee jana,
Apne khwaabon ke safar ko, khud se pura kar jana.


“𝘼𝙥𝙣𝙞 𝙠𝙝𝙬𝙖𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙝𝙤𝙙 𝙙𝙚,
𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙝𝙪𝙙 𝙠𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙙𝙖 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙟𝙤𝙙 𝙡𝙚.”

- ʙʏ ʜᴀʀᴅɪᴋ ᴊᴀɪɴ. ©
© Hardik Jain