05:15pm- Coming back from work .. was so tired that could barely open my eyes..and as usual work was still on my mind.The cab had stopped at one of the traffic signal near office and here I saw something dat is still on my mind ( n hence me jotting it down..hopefully will take off the visual) ...It was a boy ( about 12-13 yrs) who was standing in front of a drink joint and crying..all alone... Guess must have been one of the workers employed by the bar guy. I've seen a lot of people crying but there was something so painful on his face that made my heart wrench. I sooo wanted to get down and give him a big hug and tell him its going to be alright.. Its his age to go to school and enjoy his childhood instead here he was working to clean up after drunkards and probably a fat & ugly owner..was he beaten up by the owner ?? or some drunkard ?? or did he have enough of the filth around him and all he could do was cry cause he could change his situation ??
Reminds me of Galibs sher "Kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahaan nahin miltaa, Kahin zameen to kahin aasmaan nahin miltaa" ...
Kyun zindagi itne majboor ho jate hai ki hum apne kismat ko badal nahi saktey ? hhhmmm... leave you with that thought for now.
Sorry, this is shayari by Nida Fazli and not Ghalib.. from the movie Ahista Ahista.
ReplyDeleteAnyways.. Ghalib had said "Husn ki ada bewajah nahi Ghali, kuch to hai jis ki parda daari hai.."
ReplyDeleteShabba Khair..
Thanks for the correction...
ReplyDeleteNot all. I consider you to be perfect woman. You are very sober and down to earth person. I wish all the ladies would be like you. But again the same shayari reminds that "Mukammal Jahan nahin milta"..
ReplyDeleteThanks & take care.
Thanks for the compliment :)
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