gltiyan to sbse hoti hai, aur hr glti ki mafi bhi hoti hai.. fir mera dil, kyu meri gltiyon ke liye mujhe maaf nhi krta. kyu khuda kbhi meri taqdeer me kuch acha nhi likhta. mana ki khuda jo bhi hai krta,hmare bhale k liye hai krta, aur vqt hi hai jo hm sbke zakhmo ko hai bhrta.. fir mera dil kyu us vqt ka intzaar nhi krta. mana ki din sb k bdlte hai, koi bhi din ek sa nhi rehta, din me kdkti dhoop k baad bhi raat ko chaand hai niklta.. fir mera dil kyu, us chandni me vo roshni nhi dhundta. mana ki ptjhd k mausam me, hr ped apne patto se hai bichdta, hr judai k baad, fir vo ped naye patto se hai bhrta, fir kyu mera dil un ane wali khushiyo se hai drta. mana ki mera mn kisi ki zarurt mehsus hai krta, kuch na ho to khud se bhagne k liye dusro se bate hai krta, pr btana hai mujhe sb ko, ki ye mera dil hi hai... jo mujhe kbhi is zindagi se haarne nhi deta. haarne nhi deta. #regret
