सुखा सा , अजीब सा वक़्त का पत्ता है
ज़िन्दगी के इस मोड़ पर सब खट्टा है
कुछ था मेरा जो दूर जा रहा है
आकाश का सूनापन, मन में समां रहा है
ज़िन्दगी के इस मोड़ पर सब खट्टा है
कुछ था मेरा जो दूर जा रहा है
आकाश का सूनापन, मन में समां रहा है
Saturday, September 15, 2012
If only I could describe the pleasure in dance
Dance is like making IT beautiful. The Life.
As the music is played and you start moving yourself on the beats, the effortless joy that you get is impeccable.
No thought crosses one's mind nor contaminates the soul. Dance brings you closer to God because it is pure and unadulterated. Yes, it is.
After seeing the world with an adults eye, it is very difficult to find a color in life that doesn't have a dark spot. Everything around us has been touched by dirty greasy hands such that now we know that the beautiful things aren't really beautiful, colourful patterns aren't really colourful, the sweetness in the air is bitter when tasted. As a child, what appeared to us as a blue sky, now, when seen closely has dark clouds.
Dance, on the other side, is something so pure and natural. It is in fact a feeling of freedom. Freedom of you from yourself. We keep ourselves captivated in thoughts and reveries. Our bodies are captivated in the comforts of leisure. Dance pulls us out from behind these bars. It gives us a chance to breathe freely, freedom to know ourselves, our limits and freedom to raise the bar for ourselves. Dance gives us all that we unknowingly have been longing for.
As the music is played and you start moving yourself on the beats, the effortless joy that you get is impeccable.
No thought crosses one's mind nor contaminates the soul. Dance brings you closer to God because it is pure and unadulterated. Yes, it is.
After seeing the world with an adults eye, it is very difficult to find a color in life that doesn't have a dark spot. Everything around us has been touched by dirty greasy hands such that now we know that the beautiful things aren't really beautiful, colourful patterns aren't really colourful, the sweetness in the air is bitter when tasted. As a child, what appeared to us as a blue sky, now, when seen closely has dark clouds.
Dance, on the other side, is something so pure and natural. It is in fact a feeling of freedom. Freedom of you from yourself. We keep ourselves captivated in thoughts and reveries. Our bodies are captivated in the comforts of leisure. Dance pulls us out from behind these bars. It gives us a chance to breathe freely, freedom to know ourselves, our limits and freedom to raise the bar for ourselves. Dance gives us all that we unknowingly have been longing for.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
And how we laugh it away.. We do not know how strong we truly are..
We fear and worry everything that never actually happens
We kill ourselves dreading the uncertain and the dark hour
But do we realize that as we live it and it gets under our skin
We breathe easily, look it into the eyes and just laugh it away
We do not know how strong we truly are
We cry, shiver and sometimes scream dreaming of it
We grieve our helplessness and hate that deafness of the dumb
But do we realize that as it unfolds and spreads its wings
We wake up smiling, hum a tune and just laugh it away
We do not know how strong we truly are
We close our eyes tight sometimes to veil the illusions of our mind
We try to unthink the thought of it coming true
But do we realize that as it wraps itself around us and we begin to feel its warmth
We shrug off, embrace it and just laugh it away
We actually do not know how strong we truly are
We kill ourselves dreading the uncertain and the dark hour
But do we realize that as we live it and it gets under our skin
We breathe easily, look it into the eyes and just laugh it away
We do not know how strong we truly are
We cry, shiver and sometimes scream dreaming of it
We grieve our helplessness and hate that deafness of the dumb
But do we realize that as it unfolds and spreads its wings
We wake up smiling, hum a tune and just laugh it away
We do not know how strong we truly are
We close our eyes tight sometimes to veil the illusions of our mind
We try to unthink the thought of it coming true
But do we realize that as it wraps itself around us and we begin to feel its warmth
We shrug off, embrace it and just laugh it away
We actually do not know how strong we truly are
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