When any body enters the conscious life, I think I can rightly term it as teen age, the life you have seems special and different from everybody around you, especially the people you are closely related to you love is different, your thinking is special, your parties are special, your drinks or smoke is special, your first kiss was the Adams kiss planted on eve lips, and your sex was the first sexual union on the entire planet. Slowly when life goes ahead one does not even realize how gradually one is becoming exactly that what one thought he/she was not, how gradually the most beautiful woman (who’s name was not allowed on anybodies lips) becomes your wife, then she bears your children, you become a father and one fine day you scream at your wife or child and you hear, your fathers sound coming out of your throat, then a crashing sound, and only word one explains you that moment, ‘ek hairaan aadmi’ shocked person, then again gradually you start to wise up, try to fit your self in our new image, and start taking help of every word to explain that your life situation might be like the world’s every married man, but you are different. You are different, because you are more intelligent to recognize ‘I have done all, seen all, now I make money,’ and you are good at that (making money), there are many whom you rule at office and you have seen life, you do not the kids stuff, you do not drive fast, you do not binge, you do not dance, you do not play, you mostly agree with your clients, you do not rock the boat, you speak truth less because people will not like it which could be bad for the career and you need people to like you. To be precise one turns his back on every thing which one thought he/she was. That’s Dhoka, Be-wafaai, disloyalty in its worst form and we do not even realize it because we are doing it to ourselves. Because others are more important, disloyalty to them is bad, but to yourself… well , you do not know yourself, you do not Love yourself, you have not started a family with yourself, yourself does not pay you. But none the less ‘perceive’ this innocent self, you have been unfaithful to self , this self loved you, true love, it believed in you and you used it, used it for the others, do you know what it is to be jilted in love, very few know it, its like the very warmth of life burning you down. But your first desire was (and if it still cries from inside, is) valid and very natural, in sync with what the nature wants from anyone and every thing - to be unique,. In fact you are unique , the one and only.

The problem is area of expression is not correct, you got to be different inside, the whole of water comes from the ocean but ocean cannot compare it self to the mountain lake, or the running river, or that bottle of water which one guzzles after being in the sun whole day. You are unique inside see it, nothing will bother you again. Reclaim your old self, which you had left behind to to grow up; drive fast once again, go on a binge once again, kiss your girl once gain, have sex once again, cry your heart out once again, laugh your heart out once again, have an argument once again, do you special handshake with a friend once again, want once again, get angry once again, like it never happened on the planet before. You are the first one, and you will see, amidst all the regular chaos of life from water not coming on time, to perennial problem of money, you will be different like hell. You will be hired in a job the way no one was, you will be fired from job the way no one was in fact my friend you are different otherwise you would not have been here.
Love
kya pehchana nahi hai khud ko
alif kee ya kami kya hai?

Why do I take so little form the most generous God?

I soak in the things of beauty and a thing of beauty is never far-off, I might be