We talk too much. We say too much and we even speak up our minds when we say that we are unable to speak. Sometimes  we say things without even uttering a single word and sometimes a speech with articulate words seems hollow...
What elevates words from being mere words to thoughts that touch others... emotions?
Its was nice to see that sombody did read what I was writing. I know that no one will ever fully comprehend cause I am not telling the full story. But thats the way I like it it makes it a mystery and the most importantly its the mystery of my life.
I guess I've had enough of life in my self satisfactory misery bubble. I want out now. The real world awaits. I'm ready to take the world on. Aaaah ! here I go again ... WORDS...
Lets suppose THIS time its all true ... Am I ready for what can await at the other end ?
Been looking for a helping hand all my life... Never did anything alone. I was scared. Maybe am still now. I always used to say that the great unknown scared me.

The book of my only Favorite Poet Ch. Mohd Ali is out. Its called Ashkon Ke Chirag <---- thats urdu... meaning well one meaning can be the lamps of burning tears... I first came to know Ch. Mohd Ali when I edited his Interview programs but I had no idea what his poetry was like ... I am not a person who likes poetry but there is something about his poetry that mesmerizes me I love it. That's partly due to the fact that his poetry is about The REAL LOVE that's the love of God almighty and secondly its a tribute to his devotion to Khilafat.
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