Nahi Karta

Tumhe laga main pyaar karta hu tumse,
pagal, main toh sirf dhayan rakh raha tha tumhara,
pyaar toh abhi shuru he nahi kiya tha.

Kya kabhi tumhare haath pakad ke,
aakho main aakhe daal ke,
apne dil kal haal sunaya tumhe,
Nahi na, kyuki pyaar toh abhi kiya he nahi tha.

Jab tum gussa ya pareshan hoti thi,
Toh kya tumhare charey ko hathoo main leke,
tumhare hoton pe ungli rakh ke chup karaya tumhe,
Nahi na, kyuki pyaar toh abhi kiya he nahi tha.

Jab tum mujhe se ladti,
toh kya tumhe jor se gale lagaya,
Nahi na, kyuki pyaar toh abhi kiya he nahi tha.

Bas dhayan rakhta tha tumhara,
achi lagti thi tumhari khushi,
aur tum usse pyaar samaj baithi.

Tha to, pyaar tha toh.
Par shayad dimaag kuch aisa jaal bun chuka tha,
ki mere dil ko yakin dila chuka tha,
ki ye bas kuch lamho ka hai.

aur tumhare dil ko chu ke, usse chodde du,
itni himat nahi thi,
isliye bas dhayan rakhta tha.

Logic: Subjective or Objective

I've heard many times, that this is not logical or your are not taking logical how will i understand?

Is the question it self logical?

How is anyone supposed to understand other persons logic? The probability of understanding the other persons logic is - Logic / All possible logic. Isn't it quite probable and natural to not understand other persons logic.

The reason why we say so is that we take logic as an objective entity. An entity which is same for all and all situations. Like something constant in time space continuum.
Yes it is basic assumption you will have to make if you want to understand someone. It happens also many times because people live mostly in same time and space.

Logic derived by you depends on the data you have and how you interpret it. So, if you understands someones logic or someone understands your logic. Rejoice. You have hit the rarest possibility.
You truly are sharing some thing common with someone, at so many levels simultaneously.

It lies in future

You have shaken me, broken my core, my beliefs.
What I hold dear, my faith, which had taken me through my lows.
Now I feel empty, lost, powerless.
Is there nothing constant, no one stable, which I can hold to, whom I think will always be there.
How will i hold on to life, without anything to hold or anyone to hold me.
Aah and I found what I've to hold on, what will lead through.
What constant I kept looking in past, I found in future.
Hope.
If not practical then let it be romantic.
If not real let it be my imagination.
Let life bring wind and breeze, water and shower.
I will fire my hope through my imagination.

Circle of beauty

You are beautiful,
If I say you are beautiful.

I say you are beautiful,
If I see you are beautiful.

I see you are beautiful,
If I feel beautiful.

I feel beautiful,
If you say I am beautiful.

What is positive

Internet is flooded with benefits of positive thinking, laws of attraction, how are thinking is making our destiny.

There are two ways of thinking which are described as positive thinking.

First one is driven by Hope. Wherever you are, whatever are the circumstances if you do not lose hope, you always believe that something good and positive will happen.
This kind of positive thinking coupled by action and persistence can help to achieve targets.

Second kind of positive thinking is of acceptance and faith. The belief that everything is good and everything happens for a reason. Wherever we are, whatever are the circumstances are, it is good and is at its best.
This kind of positive thinking creates a passive environment, here the environmental energy is non-attacking and it de-stresses people.
Others can easily thrive in this environment.

Hope driven positive thinking keeps your engines pumping and keeps you going. You achieve your desires and become satisfy.

Acceptance driven positive thinking makes you absorb and observe more. You leave your desires and become satisfy.

To be or not to be

The interpretations of this famous Shakespeare's soliloquy i read on internet depicts it as Hamlet contemplating about suicide. I read it as something else.

What is read is as choice of being passive or dying fighting by choosing to be active.

To be or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Dilemma begins with first option of being open minded and noble to think that everything is pure and justified. That fortune is not outrageous but our own thinking is making it. So, we keep on suffering and trying to make our thoughts nobler. Mind keep on suffering to maintain a rose tinted view.

Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles, And by opposing end them: to die to sleep 
Second option is to fight for your believe, for your perception of righteous. In this process of fighting sooner or later mortality would take you to sleep

No more; and by a sleep, to say we end the heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks that Flesh is heir to?
Sleep, death avoids all the agony of existing in world which is with odds at your inner belief.

Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep
Absence or end of agony is the ultimate goal everyone wish for.

To sleep, perchance to dream; aye, there's the rub,
Though death is the ultimate peace, there is a catch why people don't want to die.

For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause.
The catch is that no one know what exist after death, though we are certain that death will end the shocks of flesh, what else if will bring no one knows.

There's the respect that make calamity of so long life: For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time, the Oppressor's wrong, the proud man's Contumely, the pangs of despised love, the Law's delay, the insolence of Office, and the spurns that patient merit of the unworthy takes, when he himself might his Quietus make with a bare Bodkin? Who would Fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life,
Coming back to first option of surviving; it is respected otherwise who would suffer in natural mortal pains of human existence.

but that the dread of something after death, the undiscovered country, from whose bourn no traveler returns, puzzles the will, and makes us bear those ills we have, than fly to others that we know not of.
But it is not respect that make people choose to live. It is fear of unknown after death.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
The real force behind the reason to live is fear

And thus the native hue of resolution is sicklied over, with the pale cast of thought, 
the force of action, is made bleak by thought creation of unseen future after death

And the enterprise of great pith and moment, with this regard their currents turn awry, and lose the name of action
Thus thought douse the fire of action

Soft you now, The fair Ophelia? Nymph, in thy Orisons, Be all my sins remembered.

Its you

I don't hope, nor i desire,
You are not on my wish list.

What i feel with you,
Is only life I've ever felt.
It flows like blood in me,
Cause you are everything to me.

When you go, go away,
Ive seen myself changing,
From blue to grey.
My smile drops with my heart.
My eyes make a world,
Which my heart can only listen.

Then a thought of your heart,
That your heart is also beating.
Then a thought of your eyes,
Of what I've seen in your eyes.
Makes me smile, makes me hope,
Give me desire and my life.

To the end of the Love

Till the end of love,
There 'll be no peace.
In the end of love,
There 'll be no life.

Its a roller coster ride,
Some call it love, some call it life.
There is no place and no fight,
In the end its just a ride.

If you go up n up, n up n up,
There is no thrill of falling in free.

If you go break n hold, n break n hold,
There is no touch of smooth slide.

In the end its just a ride,
Let's make it love ride.

In name of lord

Life is growing, in warmth of sun,
World is glowing, in glow of sun.

O Sun, My lord,
If ever you come down on earth,
I've seen how you will look.

In a pair of eyes, I've seen your glow,
In that heart, I've fealt your warmth.

Here they call it a lover's fascination,
And i keep finding you through my love.

Kisi ne kaha

Har pal jo jiya aaj tak,
Lagta hai sab tha intezaar,
Intezaar tere aane ka.

Ab aa gayi ho fir bhi,
Lagta hai sab hai intezaar,
Intezaar tujhse milne ka.

Har kadam jo liya aaj tak,
Lagta hai jaise ek raah thi,
Raah tujh tak aane ki.

Aa jo gaya hu ab tujh tak,
Lagta hai ek nayi raah baki hai,
Raah tere sath zindgi ki.