We live not because we were born, but because we have a purpose to fulfill.

The virtue of life is in living it completely and unconditionally. Life's journey even though seems so long really is not. As days turn into weeks and weeks in months and the years just pass by. I want this time churning machine to stop for a while so I can collect all my memories and take them to the previous past. Somewhere it hides in the dark.. Quiet, lonely and lost... With the race I run each day and with the passage of time.. dust collects over those thoughts that I cherished the most at one point. Like my mother taking my head in her lap and showing me the stars. Her lullaby's and sleepless nights. That moon light on my face.. The humming of the birds and the catching of butterflies. My brothers small baby that I was and my sisters doll.. my fathers strength and support above all. Seems like my child like being has been submerged with the sheets of growing up and maturity. I'm forced to put on the mask and live like everyone else does. A Fake!! I want to...

I smiled while the whole world cribbed. I gave a helping hand when conditions were worst. I fought with might when everyone acted like a coward. I grew stronger when the environment forced everyone to get weak. I opened my heart to the less fortunate and weak when each one of was busy filling our own wallets. I lend a ear when I was most troubled and I opened my eyes to misery when the others slept. I kissed my fears good bye while the whole world slept through them. I lived a whole life when people battled every moment. I'm glad I sang every song life wanted me to sing. I'm blessed life gave me a chance to become all I wanted to. I'm full with every morsel in my mouth I'm fed. I'm the happiest person on the planet for so much I have received without giving anything and I'm the luckiest person on earth to have had little to worry about.. just enough to suffice and got more creative and full of joy; to appreciate the walk of the walk and talk of the talk of...

Kuch khaas kuch dil ke pass tha joh khogaya, Dil bhi roya aur sunai bhi nahi diya, Phir kuch arse baad usne bhi rona bandh kar diya. Chupi chaai hui thi aur sanate ne gher liye, dil idhar udhar bhatakne laga. Haath per haath dhare hum dekte rahe, har darwaza aawaz ka, ehsaas ka, har woh pegaam aur pehchan mitane chale. Zakham kuch is tarah hum dil per lagaye betai, ke uspe abh malham bhi na laga sake. Darad jaise nasha bangaya ho, aur yeh nasha ek zaroorat. Issye bhage bhi toh kaha bhagee, Joh humraz ban chale. AAnkho mein ibaadat karte hai jiske, woh thai kisse aur ke. Hum jaanbuj kar baware phir bhi uni ko dil deh bete. Duaa kare is ramaz ki Dawaa mile, puri nahi toh thodui se mile, ki abh lagta hai ke jaise aakho se rasta na dekhai. Translation: Something I thought I earned and loved as my own even though I knew it was not mine and did not belong to me. However, I overlooked the fact and it swept my feet away. The love and passion; the charm and pious all that pompus act. Maya af...