Yuun to mein - Hindi Poem

After days of being in solitude and calm, my mind took inspiration from these famous lines and my pen started working to complete a piece in the form of a poem.

'Yuun to mein tanhaa hi tha safar mein

Log judte gye karwaan banta gya….'

Kuch mili apni si shaksiyatein

Aur unke hi sahare me aage bdhta gaya…

Sikha mene bahut iss safar mein…

Naa jaane kyu fir bhi me pichadta gya…

Jo sath nibhate chale sang mere…

Unse hi me zindagi jeena sikhta gya…

Ek aasra mil sa gya tha uss karvaan ki chaav mein

Aisa laga jaise hu mein samundar ko cheerti naav mein

Jaana tha naa mene tab

Ki ye karvaan bhi chhalava sa hai

Is kaarvaan ka sahara sabko hai

Par apna yha koi na hai

Khud par shaq to kabhi na tha

Kabiliyat par ek anjana sa yakin sat ha

Koshish ko apni kamm na karunga

Apni manzil ko rahunga me dhundhta

Kal ko ye kaarvaan rahe na rahe sang mere

Manzil ko apni mein paake rahunga

Koi ho ya na ho sang sath dene ko

Sukoon ki chaav me ek chota sa aashiyana bana ke rahunga

- Anmol

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Life... the eternal journey

Either Run!! Walk, if cant run… Crawl, if cant walk… Because stopping at a point will never give direction.. But moving would surely lead to solutions….. Life is constantly moving. It gives new experiences each single day. It is never the same. It is never constant. Life is a process and we are meant to perform the process in synchronization of its speed else we would be left behind somewhere. There is no point of stopping midway in life thinking of the past experiences as we have very less time in our hands to take the right decision that can turn our future bright. If we keep on hooked to the moments that are gone, we ourselves are freeing lesser space for more to come in future. Human brain is vast but it has the tendency to think over a particular issue at a time. If we keep on feeding it with redundant and obsolete data, surely it would decrease our efficiency as a person to work upon our development and success. Never stop, yes it is alright to halt for a momen

Gore haathon me mehandi ka rang hai gehra.... Laage hai ab pyar karne waalon ka aane wala hai waqt sunahara... Ek ek pal ab lagne laga hai thehara thehera.... Ab to bas saanson par hai ek bas yaar ke naam ka pehra... Aa jaye bas ab wo pal jab milein pyar karne waale do dil.... Waqt ko bhagao jaldi kaho yar ko ab jaldi se aa mil Aane ko hi ab hai raat milan ki... Khatam hone ko hi hain ab ghadiyaan sabar ki... Aayega jab yaar tab aayegi suhaani bahaar Milega aakhirkaar tootkar chaha hua wo pyar Jeewan mein fir ek naya savera hoga Khushiyon ka subah shaam fir zindagi mein basera hoga... -Anmol

Think before you act, your act affects others, do consider this fact…

“This is my life!! Do not try to interfere”…. Pallav shouted hard at Meera, hard enough to shake the very soul of her. She had always been the most affectionate and caring personality in Pallav’s life right from his childhood. She had been a friend, companion, a support system and his soul mate. She had seen worse times of his life and made sure he never broke off during the darkened phases of life. She had cared for him as a mother, listened to his apprehensions like a sister, supported him as a wife, and stood by her through the test of time. Their relationship was the one where the weight to push forward the relationship and future were only on the delicate shoulders of Meera. Every single night she would cry hard thinking about her destiny that her future held. It was not that she was unhappy about her relationship. But, she too deserved care; she yearned for love; she wanted affection from the one whom she considers her life. She had always been a pillar that supported

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