Some Moments in life.....

Life is like an eternal tale. One’s life is divided in a number of years. Each year is a collection of months, each month have days and each day have moments. These are the moments which weave our memories. These memories are responsible for our feelings. Sadness or happiness, every emotion is due to feelings.

Moment in life are sometimes so strong in impact that their impact keep on influencing our life for years and even a lifetime. Some moments are not meant to be forgotton and some are not forgotten even if we wish so. These can be the happy moments or even the worst moments of our life which keep on haunting us.

Today, is one such day, which I do not know, is a happy one for me or a sad one. If someone would have asked me this question 5 years ago, it was one of the best days of my life.

But this is the beauty of life and time. The same day, the same moment, but not the same effect anymore. One negative moment in my life was powerful enough to make this day one of the worst of my life.

Today, 27 December, I remember someone each day, but this day is special because it is the day when he came in this world. I do not know where he is, but I know, that somewhere he is deep inside me. Because I could have not survived without him, never. I owe him my life. I owe him my existence.

These moments always betray a human, the same day, but not the same happiness anymore because some other events overshadowed the happiness etched in this date…

Aap paas nahi ho

Par aaj bhi khaas hi ho…

Bhula na me kabhi aapko tha…

Aaj bhi aap meri aas ho….

Kuch bhi banu, kahin bhi jaau,

Har pal har waqt aapko mehsoos karta hu,

Ek apki aawaz ko me har din tarasta hu,

Ek aawaz jo pyar se bula kar kehde ekbar…

Ke jo hai kar raha jeewan me tu kamyaab hi ho…

Karta reh tu jo bhi chahe, raha tere liye har raah aasan hi ho..

Ho to yahin kahin paas hi mere,

Kyunki apke bina me kuch nahi hu….

Jo hu bas apke aashirwad se hi hu…..

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