Unspoken Things

मेरा देखना, मेरी नज़दीकियाँ, आपके सुकून में ख़लल डालती हैं। जो कि, नहीं है हिस्सा मेरे किरदार का। दोस्त नहीं हूँ, माना, पर दुश्मन भी तो नहीं हूँ, उस लम्हे की बात करूँ, मैंने वो किया जो अकेला रास्ता था मेरा! और आपने वो, जो आपको ठीक लगा! शांत रहना मेरा, समझना मत, कि शिकायत है आपसे, कोई गिला नहीं, कोई शिकवा नहीं, बस एक फ़रियाद है .  ख़ैरियत  भरी।

 IIt is moving with every second. Not accelerating; Not de-accelerating. It is moving at a constant rate.  It is TIME ;  which is moving.  Parallelly, Things been moving in along.  Every passing unit making a history, Making a Record. From a toddler Who was learning to walk  & than A Man who is walking through a life,  Everything just happened in a Blink.  Remembering that line sung by Mr. Singh -  "ek lamhe mein simat aaya sadiyon ka safar" Many unaccountable faces been seen throughout that journey, Most of them been forgotten. Some of them; are away from this world but they all are part of this journey. There is story for every single face I had seen; A page is there. Somehow, Whenever & Wherever those faces come Infront, flash backs happens in mind which seems like a  dream ! Faces are not only the thing which are captured by the brain.  Sometimes  a sound, smell, taste, visual or sensation reflects back memory....

KARMA is there, always there, Recording the acts; What's going through,  Doesn't matter; Whether it is right or wrong  ! KARMA takes time, Some time, To deliver the consequences what had done, Similar to the acts; Whether they were right or wrong. Due to that believe, Moving & Moving firmly, Getting fruits what I had sow, Enduring, I have to; That's the option option I'm left with. A wish, Another wish In my mind, Each & every step of mine, follows ethics & valves of mine ! So that; during the consequences, Inner self stays within mine.