Life and it’s lemons.

Sorry! First of all, that I couldn’t write and engage you into what you like to get engaged to. Blog!! People get busy every now and then and so was i, the difference is that I was combating the society over the failure that I recently had once again. I was just busy in squeezing the juice of my life’s lemons. And hell, they taste bitter because they carry the truth, and you know I’ve always said it isn’t the truth if it isn’t bitter. 

You know, in first place I never wanted to do this. I mean I have a liking for science and technology but that’s what I like not what I crave for. I actually crave for arts but honestly I am not being able to get the right medium to show my potential in it. I have a passion for music and writing(any kind, preferably the old school way) but not getting the right mentor or maybe I am looking in the wrong direction. I need to look where my heart looks but its human nature that we go primarily where the mind says. And that’s where we fall for the trap just to get humiliated. But I don’t see it like that, I just believe that now is not my time and moreover I believe that people like me, I mean who dwell in circumstances like mine, their time never comes. They will either die flat or die a legend and last for ages. Because the day the world will understand what we really are they won’t be able to forgive themselves for the fact that they could’ve groomed us, mentored us, let us know what’s the professional way to do it and even become bigger legends that themselves wanted to because I believe we are all connected in this way or that way, but, we are connected!! all you need to do is to find the right frequency to tap the code in. I swear they will regret not tapping into it one day!! Now, upon this I wrote something that will serve as an answer by my side to the questions that ever came across me from this society that we live in, and I name it “Virtue of Existence”..
Wajood kya hai mera,

(I seek my existence)

Shaqsiyat kaesi hai meri,

(I seek my characteristic)

Jo har baar tum,

(That every single time)

Chuae bina mukamal,

(Without even touching me)

Ziba karne ko,

(To mutilate my body)

Tayaar tum rehte ho,

(On your mark you shall be)

Waqt mera nahi hai Abhi,

(This isn’t my time)

To kya hua,

(So what?)

Mujhe gam nahi,

(I don’t blame you)

Kynki hamara waqt nahi,

(Because it won’t be time)

Ek zamana aaega,

(But an age for sure)

Uthi hai Jo ungliyan mujhe,

(All those fingers that you rose today)

Wahan kal taliyon Ke liye,

(For an applause tomorrow)

Haath tumhara aaega,

(There will be your hands)

Janaza mein hum dono Ke,

(In both of our funerals)

Kabr bhi wahi,

(The same coffin)

Mitti bhi wahi,

(The same earth)

Log bhi wahi,

(The same audience)

Aur kafan bhi,

(And the same shroud)

Dekh Lena,

(You’ll see)

Utna hi aaega,

(Shall be the same)

To fark btao Ab,

(So tell me)

Tumme aur mujhmein,

(What’s the difference)

Reh gya kya,

(Between you and me)

Kucch nahi,

(Nothing!!!)

Jawaab bass yahi aaega,

(A voice that will echo for ages)

Jawaab bass yahi aaega…

(A voice that will echo for ages to come,

Nothing!!!)
So, fellow bloggers let me know what you think. Please be kind enough to give suggestions and advises so that I can be better the very next time and elevate your reading experience to the next level. And you, yeah you!! 😉😉 you look really good when you smile!!😆😆 keep doing that,😇😇 there’s no tax for it yet.😁

Hasta luego😇😇