Pyaaar Ki iss raat mein..........
aansuo ki barsaaat mein........
yaad tumhari ab bhi aati hai..........
Bhul jaau tumko mai.........
aisa ho nahi sakta.........
yaad na aau tumko mai........
asa me keh nahi sakta.........
itna bas jaanta hu ..........
Tum hi to the mere sabse khas.......
tumse hi thi jeene ki aaas.......
akela chal bhi lu agr mai .........
par saath tumhara chahta
rahunga..........
khuda se mai tumhe hamesha
maangta rahunga..........
isse pyaar kahun ..ya apni
naadani...........
tumhe apna banaane ki ..... is dil
ne hai thaaani........
kosis karunga jee lu na bana paaya
apnaa to.........
nind khul jaane baad toot ta hi hai
sapna to........
It’s been a long while that I wrote something for myself. Though being a full-time content writer, busy in playing with words all day long, who people think of as a word-wizard- never short of something to write, I have, of late, fell short of words to define what I feel about my passion. I started off as a content writer & still, I am that- it’s not that my passion has faded, it is still strong and growing every day, still I sometimes feel I am not doing much for myself. Writing every day for brands and companies- fuelling their aspirations to grow more and more through advertisements, e-mailers, marketing collaterals, etc., I have somehow felt guilty of not helping myself much with my growth journey. But is it my fault… or is it just situational? I am not the type who shifts the blame to professional or personal condition, so I take it upon myself for my mistake. I have not been much serious about my journey, passion and efforts. But through my realization, I came up wit...
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