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Just Smile

No matter what, just smile. The mother told this to her little girl. The girl started crying louder and louder after listening to this. Agreed, she was too young to understand the depth of the saying.  Years passed and her mother's saying started to ring in her ears again and again. It started to make so much sense to her.  Nobody likes to be there with you when you are crying, it's a difficult thing to handle. Not all have that strength. Your tears are taken as a sign of weakness, which very few know is actually a symbol of bravery. It takes enough guts to cry out, to be oblivious of what the entire world will think about you, to accept yourself for who you are. I really don't know in which world are we living in, where we learn to tame a entire tsunami of emotions and portray a calm, contend and fake smile. Smile, thats when you will be accepted by others.

एहसास

एहसास हूँ मैं, रहने दो अपने साथ गुज़र तोह वक़्त भी जाता है, न ढलने दो दिन के साथ थोड़ा मैंने थोड़ा तुमने, जो सीचा है एक एक पल ठहर जाने दो उन लम्हों को, रहने दो माथे पे दाग यह लाल कुछ तुम देखो कुछ हम देखे, खो जाने दो लफ़्ज़ों को आज हाथों में यह हाथ रहे, ऐसा हो रिश्तों का साज़ एहसास हूँ मैं, रहने दो अपने साथ गुज़र तोह वक़्त भी जाता है, न ढलने दो दिन के साथ

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  Life is so vast and dreams are too many. Ever realised that you are always short of something? Before we could even appreciate what we have, we crib for something more. Something for the future is a constant, while been unaware of even the next moment or the nearest future. When you think you have enough to give out only to realise that you are exhausted and you need replenishment, is that moment of truth that awakes you from the dream of a perfect relationship. There is no perfect relationship, it is that one person with a lot of imperfections, who makes it perfect. There is always more expectation from that person to give more and more every passing day with no or negligible recognition for the contributions. The surreal illusions of the future over powers the beauty of the present.