Dec 29, 2005 01:26
Yaadon ko apne man ki ret se mita do
Gum ke sagar ko aasoon mein baha do
Dard ke awaaz ko hassi ke shor se daba do
Udass chehre ko muskan se khila do
Andhere ke saye ko Din ke ujale se hata do
Kyunki aaj , Aaj ek Naya din ek nayi shuruat hai...
Erase the memories from your hearts origin
Wash away the sea of sadness in your tears
Push away the sound of fear with your joyous laughter,
Remove that frown, let it play with a smile
Move the darkness of the night from the days sunshine
Because today.. Today is a new day, a new beginning.
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Kabar par mere jo phool hain
Kisi ne yaad kiya tha humein
uski nishani hain
Laga tha jab hum yeh duniya chod chale
Na koi apna hai, na koi yaad karne wala hai
Laga tha sabne humein
...begana bana diya hai.
The roses on my grave
someone has thought of me
this is his mark
When I let go and left the world
I had no one to call my own, nor someone to remember me
I felt as though people..
..labeled me as a stranger.
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So I might be going to India this summer (Insha'allah) for my cousins wedding, I'm more nervous than she is. AHHH.
There is so much that I will have to face;
1. Letting go of my cousin
2. Being "good enough" for SOME people
3. Meeting with people I haven't seen in ages.. trying to relinquish where we left off
4. And ofcourse visiting my uncles grave... I don't know how I'm gonna react to the site of his grave, it hurts so bad that I dont believe he's gone yet. He is my fav. person in all the world. When I close my eyes, I see him... when their open, its hard to believe that he's not there. What's worse is the fact that I'll never see him again. Sometimes I have dreams of him, in every dream he has laughed and said "Dont worry about me, I'm fine here.. I met my sister the other day" and I wake up crying, hoping one day he'll meet me. It's going to be so weird comming out of the terminal and not seeing him standing right there waving at me, he'd always be the 1st I saw comming through the terminal.. but those days are long gone. The Agha House just won't be the same anymore. I don't know how Im gonna sleep there... knowing he's not downstairs in his room watching a cricket match. Knowing he won't be sending up (through the maids) some chocolate bars for me. Knowing that when I wake up late, he won't be sitting next to me eating brunch. Knowing that I'll never hear his laughter again. Knowing that... he's just not here anymore. There is a permanent bruise on my heart now. Why did God do this to me? Why is God taking everyone from me?
Khafaa ho gaya hum,
jooda ho gaya hum.
We are finished.
Wr have been split.