Life is really shows different faces, faces which are simply gives different parameters a different lookout, different pitch to play always.

Your own pitch where you feel Ditch.

Jindgi dusron ke liye jeete jeete thak gaya hun,wo dusre jo aapki takleef ko tamasha samajhte hain,har pal ek naye pod pe ek naya khanjar liye milte hain.

Us khanjar ka manjar bhi alag hota hai jo shayad chubhte waqt dard ka andajaa bhi nahin lagata sirf chahta hai andar tak chu jaana,gharai tak pahunchna, wo gahrai jahan dard nasoor ban jata hai aur khoon ki har boond hisab mangti hai aapko khoon ke taraju me tol deti hai,aur boli lgti hai wo boli jahan neelami sirf aapki hoti hai,wo neelami jahan se aap ek hare hue saudagar ki tarah uthe hain,wo neelami jahan aapka sab kuch bik jata hai,wo neelami jahan aapke aasuon ki koi kadra nahin hoti kadra hoti hai to jyada se jyada bolo lagane wale ke aur fir ek hatoda padta hai jahan sabse jyada boli lagane wale ko sabkuch de diya jata hai wo sab kuch jo shayad aapne ek ek tinka kar ke joda hota hai aur fir

Milte hain log in hi mansubon ke saath,inhi mulakaton se, sirf matlabon se,sirf nahin milte to wo jo malham lagane ka marm bhi samajte hon.

Dard ki har aawaaz sun chukka hun, har dastak aaj tak goonjti  hai in kaaanon me.

Darwajon  ko bhi shayad aadat pad chuki hai  inhi aawajon ko sunne ki inhi takleefon ka intejaar karne ki,par ye man fir bhi sochata hai har pal shayad koi to samjhe par samajh ne wale samajhne me der kar dete hain bahut der …….