road

Walking on a road that splits into a multiple number of roads , we choose one of them and carry along with it , the story is same again ...... the number of paths goes on increasing .... the number of options goes on increasing ...... thinking for one road goes on increasing ..... the size of group goes on reducing as people are split at the paths ..... finally I am alone .

walking alone on a lonely road , the road that I chose to walk on ....... but the road is lonely , I am near my destination , I have reasons to celeberate but whom with ?..... I left all my loving ones back for being on the road of my wish. I have lots of experiences to share with , but whom to share with ? I have left my friends behind , they were not able to walk as fast as fast as me ... although they are together may be enjoying , but I am much ahead of them , they can't reach me.

I look at the road , sit there , think for a moment , see people running on it , rushing to somewhere leading to nowhere , going as rising sun coming back as setting one . The person who are going have enough of youth in them enough enthusiasm to enjoy success but no success .The one coming back has success but they had spoiled their youth in getting that success.

There are some on the road who don't go anywhere , they are just staying here the people passing by are laughing on them , some good hearted travellers of the road give them advices to run . But , they are happy in what they are doing , they are not bothering as who is passing them . They all are togehter and happy in being together.

I am not moving on the road , but I am not like them. They are happy on being here , I am not . I am here because I can't walk anymore I am tired but they are here because they wan't to be here .

Suddenly , he passed me , whom i had left long behind . He was with me once , we used to walk together before i started running . He wasn't willing to run . I thought that he might not be capable of running and so I left him behind . But, now he is again by my side.
(going on..............)

arth bekar hai

kavita likhne bitha main ,
Boli lekhni mujhse |
shabd lekar aa kathin se ,
bane kavita uttam teri |

maine kaha us se ,
shabd to aavaran hain |
hat jaayenge dheere dheere,
arth ka hi mol hai |

lekhni boli mujhe sun re kavi,
man padne main waqt lagta hai |
chehra pehle hi dikh jaata hai ,
isliye wo hi dil main bas jaata hai |

man main jo hai use rehne de,
kabhi fursat main suna dena |
abhi to bas chehra dikha,
man ka haal 'blog' main jata dena |

aur phir boli lekhni ,
samajh le is baat ko , karan kuch bhi ho |
aavran hi dekhe jaate hain ,
man padne ka waqt kisi ke pass nahi hai |

to man ki man main rehne de,
bahar ko mahan bana |
kyunki shabd ka mol hai pyare ,
arth bekar hai |