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Mohabbat ki adaaein bhi ajab hain,
Meri kismat mein bhi aur, teri mein bhi bewafaai likhi isne.
Ye raaste denge gawaahi,
Hamne tera intezaar kiya.
Bewafaa chahat pe aitbaar kiya.
I don't know what to do.
It's hurting me,
but why i don't have a clue.
Dil mera dhak dhak dhak,
Karta hai ye bak bak bak.

Jaane kiski bad dua,
Jo mera aisa haal hua.

Tick tock tick tock
Kaun kehta hai lashon ke dil dhadakte nahin,
Aao aakar dekhlo baithe hain hum yaheen.
Ye mujhe nahi pata
Is dil ki aarzoo hai kya
Teri yaadein rahengi saath mere
Chaahe jeena likha ho ya marna
Tu hi meri zindagi hai,
Batayenge tujhe kisi din.

Nahi ji sakte,
Nahi hi sakte tere bin.

Do you know?

Do you know how much I love you.
how would you when I never told you.

Do you know how much I miss you,
How would you when you never listened.

Do you know how much I care for you,
Now don't you lie, I know you do.
She was eighteen,
I was nineteen.
We were on the terrace,
And it was raining.

I was cool,
She was naughty.
I wasn't handsome,
But she was a hottie.
Tujhse Milne ki khwaish hi to,
Mujhe zinda rakhe hue hai.

Zindagi ke intezaar mein ji rahe hain,
Hamein to muddatein ho gayeen mare hue.
Sometimes,
A doctor can't treat you,
Because he hasn't got a clue,
About what you are going through.
It burns my soul,
To see you cry,
In the arms of someone else.

Don't even know,
What I did,
To loose my life like this.

Because my heart is yours

You maybe wherever you are,
I'm singing for you.
You managed to steal my heart,
I didn't even get to know.

There's little I can do,
To appease you.

There's little I can do,
To please you.

Yet my heart,
Tells me to try.
It reminds me,
You're my life.
Happiness = fulfilled desires; Contentment = No desires


A content person is at peace, a happy person is just passing through a phase which lasts till the next set of desires take control.
Zindagi se rusva hona
Har kisi ki tabiyat mein nahi,
Itna dard bardasht karte jeena
Har kisi ki himmat nahi.
Ye tanhaai ka ehsaas phir laut aaya hai,
Saath teri yaadon ko bhi le aaya hai.
Intezaar kar rahe hain aaj bhi hum,
Har aawaz pe lagta hai tera sandesa aaya hai.
Yaadon ke aagosh mein soye hain,
Ye tapish aur kahaan.
Is sard duniya se bachne ki
Gunjaaish aur kahaan.
Teri yaadon ka hi asar hai shayad,
Jo hum phir muskuraye hain.
Aankhon se barasti dil ki baaton
Ko rok paaye hain.
Apni chahat ko bewafai ki ijazat dekar dekho,
Dil zinda raha to zindagi jannat ho jaegi.
Sacrificing for a friend may lead me to death someday, but then those few moments would be more full of life than any other.
Tumhari yaadon ka gunah hai,
Qaatil hain meri.
Jitna bhoolna chahun,
Utni yaad aaye teri.
Andaaz-e-bayaan mukhtalif rakhte hain haal-e-dil bayaan karne ka,
Ki hamaare dil ki baat sirf dil waale hi samajh paayein.
A photographer is present in every photograph he takes. He is behind the camera. And, you are watching the world through his eyes.

Definition of love

When I do something for a person that makes her happy, and her happiness (and knowing that it is because of what I did) makes me happy, I know that I'm in love with the person.
On this Monday, I'm sinking,
Thinking about the feeling,
That I had,
when you were with me.
These days, I'm dying. Day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second. A change has begun. The change of me into a very different person. The kind I've always detested. Is there another way of me dying, while still being alive?
The day that I've been waiting for has just begun. And I just want it to stay like this. Living in anticipation of good happening is so much better than falling to life's funny ways, read reality.

Feb 1, 2015
Humor can kill depression for only so long, it will one day get to you. And when it does, cry. Find a friend and cry, with your head on his/her shoulder. That's the only way you can stay alive.
At a time when you feel like killing yourself, if you get pain from somewhere, take it. The more it hurts you, more alive and human you'll feel.
I've been down and out and broken many times. And each time I've got myself back together. And got my act together. And won. And I will, this time too.
Dil mein teri yaadein liye main chal to raha hoon,
Zindagi se kuch door nikal to raha hoon.

Kya anjaam hoga mere dard ka pata nahi,
Tujhe dard na ho khwaish hai yahi.
Neend hi nahi hai in aankhon mein,
Khwab kahan honge.
Yaadein hain bas,
Teri aur us waqt ki.
Yaadon mein itne uljhe hain ki khwaabon ke liye phursat hi kahan.

Log maut se darte hain,
Hum zindagi se pareshan.
Kya hoga anjaam is dard ka pata nahi,
Dil tadap raha hai, par kehta hai teri khata nahi.
To feel life, to know what it is,
You need to be around it, and yet not be in it.
Kya hua hai, samajhne ki koshish kar rahe hain. 
Dil tadap raha hai, us se bachne ki koshish kar rahe hain.

Rhythm of Love causing pain

The rhythm of love,
Playing on my heart beat.
With you around,
It would have been a treat.

With you gone,
it's causing me pain.
And I can't fight it,
all my energy stands drained.

I'm waiting for you to come,
And save my life.
I want you to come,
And be my wife.
Jin zakhmon ko waqt bhar chala tha,
Koi aake unhe aisa ched gaya.
Jaan chod gaya,
Zindagi le gaya.
When it hurts i can vent my pain in humor. But sometimes it hurts so much that even humor doesn't help.
Ek dard sa hai dil mein,
Aur badhta ja raha hai.
Uski muskurahat ki yaad mein,
Jalta Ja raha hai.
Uski yaadon mein gum tha,
Dil ke tukdon ko kisi tarah sambhale.
Na jaane kab koi aaya,
Aur tukde bikher diye saare.
Kamre mein hoon
Akela hoon
Tujhse baate kar raha hoon.

Samajh nahi aa raha
Zyaada ji raha hoon
Yaan zyaada mar raha hoon.

The Second Accident

What is the problem with love? Why is it after my life?

After almost a decade I was coming close to getting out of the dungeons. 10 long years, very long years. The pain had just started to subside. I had just started to think about the life that lay ahead and what I wanted to do with it. I had just taken the first step to it.

And, on that very road that was supposed to lead me out of the misery, I bumped into it. Yet again. Love! And, this time it is worse. So, for two reasons: first, its getting physical and second, my brain doesn't support me.

It is getting physical. Her smile makes me feel good. Makes me want to do something to make sure she continues to smile. And, it is killing me physically. Yes, it is. The smallest acts of her, ex: ignoring me, results in actual, physical heart ache. And, while I try to be close to her and make her happy, she is making all possible attempts to move away.

My brain does not support me. It knows that the heart is desperate. Desperate to fill a void, that cannot be filled. Therefore, falling for someone who doesn't even meet the basic requirements of my taste. There's lack of intellectual ability, lack of class, and more importantly, there's a lack of any interest in me.

The only thing that makes her worth loving - she has a heart. I've felt the warmth of that heart. And, its absence is what is hurting me now. The world that was all warm and sanguine sometime back has become cold. More cold than it has ever been.

In a world where most people consider themselves to be the master of the subject called love, there are souls who can't find a person who can provide basic human warmth. Isn't it funny. Isn't it ridiculous. All that I need (and quite badly) is someone with a heart I can bond with.

A reason - the absence of it has been the difference between me being alive and dead. A reason to not live. And, it seems that the reason is on its way. 
While it isn't easy at all to let go of your past, at times it is the most prudent thing to do. But you can't do thing until your heart permits you to. And, unfortunately, the heart is the most corrupt of everything living on this planet. As also, the cause behind all corruption.


In this situation there is little that you can do but to wait for a time when your heart is weak. And, when the time comes just take control
On that Sunday morning Ray was meant to be there. By the porch, feeding the pigeons. Away from the lugubrious city. Who had thought that a city like Las Vegas could look like this! Silent, mournful, shaken. This is what the death of a true leader can do. And probably only the death of a true leader can.

Ray, a former 'freelance fighter', 37 years old, a loner.

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It is not very easy to weave a web of words. It is difficult to use it to generate fervour in the public. It is impossible to get the public to do something with the only motivation being morality. Jeet had that ability.

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Not for a moment the impossibility of the act passed through my mind. This was about her life. The impossible had to be made possible.
yun to main chal bhi deta,
tere aansuon se bekhabar.

par dhadkanon ki bewafai thi aisi,
tham gayeen us waqt waheen.

gira tha mein, batlaya gaya hai mujhe,
utha tha mein, daras hue the allah ke,
in nasamjhon ko kaise samjhayen

khel hai zubaani,
mohabbat ko bayaan karne ka,
bewafa zubaan thi meri,
haan ko na keh diya.

yun to main chal bhi deta,
tere aansuon se bekhabar.

Wo waqt

wo waqt hamne ab dekha hai teri aankhon mein,
jiske baare mein padha hai bahut kitabon mein,
wo sisakti saansen, wo aansoo,
jinki aawazein sunaai deti hain teri baaton mein,

pal bhar ko hum ruk hi jaate,
or sochte allah ki marzi ka manzar,
tere us kaanpte haath pe agar,
na aaya hota us vaishi kaatil ka khoon nazar.

wo waqt hamne ab dekha hai teri aankhon mein,
jiske baare mein padha hai bahut kitabon mein,

duniya ki nazrein kaise dekhengi use,
wo to sookh gaya, mit gaya, fanaah hogaya,
duniya to hai insaani haivaaniyat ke
har katl-e-aam, har zulm se bekhabar.

wo waqt hamne ab dekha hai teri aankhon mein,
jiske baare mein padha hai bahut kitabon mein,
ye hua kya hum kaise batayein,
ye hua kyun hum samajh na paye.

har baat teri zubaan se guzarti...

Couldn't you stay

Life was so wonderful,
till you walked my way.
I walked after you,
kept the world at bay.

And then you turned and smiled,
made me weak in the knees.
I couldn't help it,
you just walked into life, out of my dreams.

A beautiful fairy,
with the smile of an angel.
As I saw you daily,
you grew less stranger.

Life was so wonderful,
till you walked my way.
I walked after you,
kept the world at bay.

You felt just right,
more love, less danger.
And that night,
when you were ginger.

I felt love,
like it was for life.
I proposed you,
to be my wife.

You looked into my eyes,
and the Yes in them.
It felt like you would complete me,
Could never think you would leave me!


Life was so wonderful,
till you walked my way.
I walked after you,
kept the world at bay.


I saw you,
as you walked away.
Taking my heart with you.
Couldn't you stay?

The Test of True Love

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Friday, 7 September 2012

Life is a Joke

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Thursday, 13 September 2012

The extrovert in me protects the introvert in me

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Saturday, 15 September 2012

Why do people hate and love without knowing...

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 16 September 2012

The only way to get over your past is to bring it to your present

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Thursday, 20 September 2012

Maths can be used to express Love

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 23 September 2012

If I am not good, does that make me bad?

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Friday, 5 October 2012

The advantage of being a photographer, I know the importance of focussing on the right things

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 21 October 2012

I belong to times when love had a meaning

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Tuesday, 23 October 2012

I was a perfectionist. Then I realised beauty lies in imperfection.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 4 November 2012

I lack the gift of selfish rain, I've been cursed with a heart and a brain.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Saturday, 24 November 2012

Don't stop your children from making the same mistakes that you did. Just be there to ensure they don't hurt themselves the way you did.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 25 November 2012

Few people have the ability to enjoy being hated

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Friday, 30 November 2012

Inspiration is often lost to time, while the inspired inspires many more!

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Saturday, 1 December 2012

Humans are prisoners of their aspirations

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 16 December 2012

Brain has the power to lead the heart. Heart has the power to guide the brain. Together they have the power to make a true human.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Wednesday, 2 January 2013

I am quite capable of being bad. But I choose not to be. And that is why, I feel, I'm good.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Tuesday, 8 January 2013

I hate myself when a friend is in a situation and I can't help :(

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Tuesday, 22 January 2013

I am 25

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Monday, 28 January 2013
I am 25,
quite sick of my life,
waiting for death to arrive,
but she does not come.

Like all females,
she smiles and teases,
makes you wander behind her,
but she does not come.

Life isn't better,
then if I were on a stretcher,
making love to death,
as the 'boys watch on.

For some there is happiness galore,
materialistic, senseless, totally psyched out
more than me, much more!

The search for sanity goes on,
the indelible marks of life hang on,
hit, hurt, ready to fall,
as the people watch on.

I am 25,
quite sick of my life,
waiting for death to arrive,
but she does not come.

For some art is about technique, for others it is about expression

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 17 February 2013

The need for using the word 'Promise' arises when your word ceases to have any value

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Tuesday, 19 February 2013

Change comes with time, or a revolution

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 24 February 2013

I am wrong in being right because that is not the way the world works

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Wednesday, 27 February 2013

Stop defining love. Start feeling it.

People spend so much time in defining, discussing and debating about love. Why don't they simply close their eyes and spend the time feeling it, enjoying it?
Probably because none of them know what LOVE is.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Friday, 1 March 2013

Easy is Boring - Difficult is Fun

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Sunday, 3 March 2013

My happiness is in your smile. Please give me my happiness.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Saturday, 9 March 2013

A visionary is someone who can count the chickens before the eggs hatch

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Wednesday, 13 March 2013

People fear change. I fear the lack of it.

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Posted by M S Ahluwalia on Wednesday, 20 March 2013