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ज़िन्दगी तेज़ बोहत तेज़ चली हो जैसे
That is how it feels. Life is whizzing past - a new thing every day, every week, every fortnight... a month seems like an age for all the stuff that has happened through it. The themes change. Colours, drapes, scenery... entire concepts. The complexion of each phase is different, the focus varies... and I am trying through it all to stay on an even keel... not rising and dipping with the ebb and flow of events.
It becomes somewhat easy to discern in such a state that things happen, that they come and go as I stay constant.
बाज़ीचा-ए-अत्फाल है दुनिया मेरे आगे
होता है शब-ओ-रोज़ तमाशा मेरे आगे
I never appreciated that sher so well before.
ज़िन्दगी तेज़ बोहत तेज़ चली हो जैसे
That is how it feels. Life is whizzing past - a new thing every day, every week, every fortnight... a month seems like an age for all the stuff that has happened through it. The themes change. Colours, drapes, scenery... entire concepts. The complexion of each phase is different, the focus varies... and I am trying through it all to stay on an even keel... not rising and dipping with the ebb and flow of events.
It becomes somewhat easy to discern in such a state that things happen, that they come and go as I stay constant.
बाज़ीचा-ए-अत्फाल है दुनिया मेरे आगे
होता है शब-ओ-रोज़ तमाशा मेरे आगे
I never appreciated that sher so well before.
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