The art of life is avoiding of pain..

PYAR IS KADAR GUMRAH KER DETA HAI KI NA DIN KA HOSH HOTA HAI NA RAAT KA PATA CHALTA HAI.... KISI KI BAHOON MEIN JAKER IS KADAR MADHOSH KER DETA HAI NA KHUD KA PATA REHTA HAI NA DUNIYA KA HOSH REHTA HAI.... SANSE UNKI SANSO MEIN KUCH IS TARAH GHUL JATI HAI NA SANSO KO PATA CHALTA HAI NA HI HUMKO PATA CHALTA HAI... KIS TARAH KA JUNOON YEH ISHQ HOTA HAI ???? JO NA LAFJO SE BAYAN HOTA HAI..... SIRF AANKHON SE MEHSUS HOTA HAI...... KHOTA JATA HAI PYAR UNKI AANKHON KI GEHRAIYON MEIN JO SIRF UNKO PATA HOTA HAI YA SIRF HAMKO PATA HOTA HAI....

Na jane yeh ehsas kyun hota hai har pal dil ke koi paas kyun hota hai, chah ker bhi use bhulaya nahi jata koi itna khaas kyun hota hai, kehte hein yeh pyar ka ehsas hai jo kisi ko itna karib lata hai, yeh pyar hi hai jo dil ko itna satata hai... yeh pyar hi hai jo hansata aur rulata hai... yeh pyar hi hai jo khushi de jata hai... lekin pyar mein khushi kam taklif jyada hoti hai, milna kam judai jyada hoti hai, phir bhi na jane kyun pal pal yeh badhta hi jata hai shayad dil ko satana hi ise aata hai, koshish bahut ki humne isse dur jane ki... pyar na karne ki, kisi ko na chahne ki, Magar yeh ho na saka.... chah ker bhi hum aazad nahi ho paye.... Is pyar se khud ko nahi bacha paye.. Is tarah ghera hai isnne humne... Ki khud ko bhul ker sirf unke wajood ko hi yaad rakh paye!!!!!