This is one word which itself seems to come with a burdensome feel...it comes on us, (or is loaded on our shoulders) right from the time when we are born...we are supposed to fulfill our responsibilities and behave in a manner which has been pre-defined by the society...as we grow up, so do our responsibilities....in all fields- be it education, sports, cultural, office, with relatives, siblings...everywhere....and the most surprising and interesting, we are supposed to be responsible and fulfill the responsibilities of LOVE also!!! Now that sounds interesting since, our lovers/husbands/wives also expect us to behave in a certain fashion...which I personally feel again has a social touch to it....as in we are supposed to behave in a manner defined by the society.....how idiotic!!! (LOVE never had any specifications, or did it actually??)
I just wish to witness a day when we are not held responsible for our actions and are not dictated by the society to react and act in a specific way....so that atleast our social responsibilities are lessened!!! (WOW!!...that sounds interesting....but is that possible in reality???)
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
zindagi ka fasana....
ye duniya ek bazaar hai..
bikte dekha maine yahan par apno ka pyar hai...
chand sikko ki khatir, har koi ladne ko taiyar hai...
ye duniya ek bazaar hai...
socha maine chalo is bazar se
apne liye khushiyan kharid laaye...
pahuncha main mandi mein, wahan bahut bheedh thi,
bik rahe they gam saste mein, uski bhi kya taqdeer thi...
khushi thodi mehngi thi, isliye kone mein padi thi...
maine socha kyun kharidoon khushiyan...
jab mil raha hai gam saste mein...
kharid layenge khushi fir kisi utsav mein..
bikte dekha maine yahan par apno ka pyar hai...
chand sikko ki khatir, har koi ladne ko taiyar hai...
ye duniya ek bazaar hai...
socha maine chalo is bazar se
apne liye khushiyan kharid laaye...
pahuncha main mandi mein, wahan bahut bheedh thi,
bik rahe they gam saste mein, uski bhi kya taqdeer thi...
khushi thodi mehngi thi, isliye kone mein padi thi...
maine socha kyun kharidoon khushiyan...
jab mil raha hai gam saste mein...
kharid layenge khushi fir kisi utsav mein..
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