~ Reflections ~

we all like to put in the best for the ones we love... and as we strive towards the "best", we loose track if the person really wants all this... I guess each of us just try to satisfy our own wishlist...  the loved ones are just an alibi :)

What is easier... to make the choice.. to take the choice... or wait for time to show you the way... Or maybe all this just seems easy...  there is essentially no "choice" involved...

All of us love talking about the ideal... the epitome.... all of us have those images.. or should I say, Illusions... I wonder why we fail to see that the best in the world need not necessarily be the best for us....

Silences... the most versatile moments if I might say so... The happy ones.. the sad ones... The playful ones.. the ruthless ones... The meaningful ones... Some with none at all.... The ones that say it all... the ones that don't say a thing... Some meant to fill the spaces... Some meant to create them... As much as we claim to know a person..  I often wonder if it is ever possible to understand the silences that pass a conversation..... Hmmm.....

the speed of time..  the lethargy of the moment.. the clock ticking by...  yet the moment not letting go...

"Dhoop Ke Ujaale Si, Puns Ki Pyaale Si, Khushiyan Mile Humko.. Zyada Manga Hai Kahaan, Sarhadein Na Ho Jahaan, Duniya Mile Humko.. Par Khudha Kheir Kar, Uske Armaan Mein Kyun Bewaja Ho Koi Kurbaan.. Gujha Muskuratha Hai Kyun Waqth Se Pehle Kyun Chodd Chala Tera Ye Jahaan... Ek Lau Is Tharah Kyun Bhuji Mere Maula Ek Lau Zindagi Ki Maula.."

Moving on is simple, it's what you leave behind that makes it so difficult. Photograph: Ahmed Shajee Aijazi & Hamza Azeem - "Escaping Birth"

I was high (in the air.. what did you think ;)) when it all came to me.... Clouds are like dreams... we see them give shape of our thoughts.. And when dreams collide...  it rains !! Eureka!! which then either go down the drain (literally !!) or do something more constructive...

udaan bharne ki koshish sabhi karte hai kuch pankho ke saaath, aur kuch apne hauslo se par udne mae mazaa tabhi aata hai jab lage na darr, neechae aane se

Everytime I'm falling down all alone,  I fall to pieces...