Moving on Untiring Path

  A day before yesterday while helping my mum in stitching I played my part by putting the thread in the needle and in those seconds I was lost comparing the life to the game of needle and the thread. We are all engulfed in thinking day and night about future. If this will happen then what will happen? If I won’t be able to do this then what will I do? What will be others saying about me?   and a variety of questions circumscribes us from being what we are.   I know very well that these questions remain sheltered somewhere in the subconscious mind.   One should not forget these questions because sometimes it makes you take the right decision in your life but only when ifs end with a full stop . Our aim or   success in life   is like the hole in the needle. It is very small and maybe not even visible from a distance but it is there…. We are the thread of distinct colours at different age group and try hard to succeed in entering through that small gateway   - hole of n

                                                                      MAI KABIL NAHI ? Mai kabil nahi Ye soch kar, na jane kitne mauke gawa diye dhoondhte doosron me khoobi aur apno me khami hi hum pehchan na sake khud ko guzar gaye na jane kitne lamhe pehchan apni banane ki daud me chhut gaye kitne raaste har mod pe fikr kiya fakr nahi kabhi apni trutiyon ko sawarte kabhi umeed kar koshish karte lekin antatah khud ko man ki chardiwari me kaid kar mukh par kuch wyakt na kar pate koshishe insaan ko mazbut banati hai par hamne to koshish ko kathinayi ka nam de diya kabil na samajh kar ek pag pichhe karte karte na jane raasta kitna door ho gaya path pe pag badhne ki zarurat hai kabil nahi ... yah prashn nahi sirf mangadhit soch hai |