Life isn't fairytale

Train journeys often get lonely. When you enter Into a seemingly isolated coach Only to find your seat Next to the loudest family in the compartment. As they giggle in their native tongues Distribute home made food In paper plates and fill their Bottles with the packaged water. It probably tastes better that way. Train journeys often get lonely. When you travel miles away From where you are and Where you choose to be. In berths filled with sounds and languages Every bunch, immersed in its own festivities And you pounce to the window seat Hoping the view makes for a good companion To the music blasting in your headphones Helping you avoid the conversations You don't feel invited to. Train journeys often get lonely. Until that lady, a mother of two Passes you a paper plate too. Serves you some of the homemade food. And asks you where you're headed to. Until the girl burried in her books. Keeps them aside and smiles at you. Until you keep your ...

Kabhi socha tha Ki zindagi itni khoobsurat hogi? Kabhi socha tha ki haar subha suraj ki roshni  Tumhari aankhon ko garmi  Aur tumhari rooh ko narmi degi Kabhi socha tha  Ki har raat jab takiye tale  Tum apne armaano ko rakh kar so jaate ho Agli subah phir unhe poora kaise kar pate ho.  Kabhi socha tha Ki zindagi itni khoobsurat hogi? Kabhi socha tha  Ki har sheher, har gali Har kona apna sa lagega Pyaar bhari nazro se dekho to har manzar sapna sa lagega. Kabhi socha tha Ki ghar se bahar kadam rakhte hi Duniya aur badi ho jaayegi Har mod, har chaubare ko dekh tumhe usski yaad aayegi Kabhi socha tha Ki zindagi itni khoobsurat hogi? Kabhi socha tha Ki maikhano mein padi wo botale Tumhare sang kuchh iss tarah jumegi Ki tumhari har dukhti rag bhi naach uthegi Kabhi socha tha Ki jab jab tum zindagi se naa kuchh mangoge To wo tumhe poora jahaan kadmo par deti hai ...