A Journey to home

After a long time , I just back to home. train was moving and moving. Aur suru hogaya yadon ka karwan(Suffer of memories has started.) Memories! however there is no reason to get back in flash back but i was wet. even though green sight from outside ,was enough to smile;but fainted memories were burning. blue has lost. I am living with two colours RED and BLACK. Blue the peace or patience has lost in burn of memories. I realized feeling have value in real world. living in RED is better because Red gives you shine along with a power that burns other with you.

Also black colour is colour of darkness. it supports you to bear pain at the same time you can spread the pain.

Rasta Guzar raha tha or ankhon main nami bad rahi thi(The way was scarce and eyes were filling). Nothing was same as a year before. I was feeling like lifeless. just looking back to past, just crying -crying...

I can not smile because, I have lost my Alive Angel few time ago. suddenly a sound breaks the continuation. chai-chai(tea-tea). I had taken 5 cup of tea in next 30 minutes. Slowly Slowly, I reached at my station. Even though I was out of memories catch; but it brings a chest pain once again. I catch the bus to home. I was lifeless; just Pain... Physical and mental....

Jindgi jawav de Aie jindagi jawav de Kyu milte hain un chaharon se jo tadaf hi dain.....