It's not everywhere...it will not be...love!
Whoever started it all, the eternal quest is still on...on forever, probably.Quest for love...true love...nothing but love...love...love...only love!Well, it has gone into my head than heart...i would've been sleepless at 3 at past-midnight, otherwise!I'm not alone, nor you are...dreams spare no one...hope bequeaths none.
Dream and hope are the horses of this quest...they linger on...galloping across skies...across lands...beyond stars.They never tire...never complain. They just huddle themselves into some corners when the Sun is cruel on them...the day tries to scotch them false...the grey tries to paint them dark and gloomy! They peter out,momentarily, when the-life-the real peels the sheen off them to make them look ugly...they are queued through the big Q...and when they are thrown open to the all blah-blah things 'the-real'!They seem to loose the breath, and cower under them all.
Not really. They have been through all, for ages. Romeo shines all night somewhere there...in that corner of the sky digging the canal...sweating down his spine into longing parched lips...scorched eyes...dreamful...hopeful because he knows Juliet waits somewhere else all night...since ages...without failing, without tiring! Heer can be heard singing wild into the woods...into the fields...down the streets...up the river...she knows Raanjha can come anytime panting through time...fluting down the Jhelum...singing over the winds!None can take Laila so away as Kaiz can't find her...not even the blinding storm...the endless desert...or the ceaseless heat!There are thousands, millions...those who shine up there lighting up million hearts down...twinkling up and down the innumerable eyes which sleep not a wink peeping out of their windows glued to their quest...quest for love...true love!
Someone waits for each of us, somewhere...yes for EACH of us...for you...for me!How wonderful!I'm alive again...there's someone who waits for me!Someone with long glistening hair...deep, dark and blue eyes...tall with right weight on right places...my princess with the sweetest smile..fairest of them all...waits for me! Dream and hope...come and lets set out to pain her into waiting no more. But, where does she be? At the top of Empire State building tower...we must rush, it may be the time to close for it. Or, should we rush to the nearest Railway Station...to the Airport!Oh...she may be waiting far there across the London Bridge.Or else, should i close on in some marriage party, i afraid she probably is being tied to the wrong man!Oh my God...it's 4:30, and the Sun be around in a very short while...i must rush before the bloody day chase the dream and the hope away to far down the aisle.
Ah!I don't care.Nor should you.But, sometimes i wonder why we have only a few Heers, Juliets and Lailas!Why do we all fold up and seem to push Simran so she doesn't miss the train...is it because, either we don't have a Simran in our life or our Simran is not ready to sprint up to us? Why do we shrink in our skins wishing that time takes a dip for a while to let Annie reach the Empire State tower before Sam and Johnas leave...because our Annie doesn't know the E S address or doesn't care much coming! Why Devdas is, never, short of hearts crying in chorus with his... because, many of us have seen our 'somebody-like' Paro wooed away or it makes us all too 'same'...Paroless?
All blah blah about true love...with all sort of stories of all sort of betrayal, etc...we never tire of dreaming...hoping!
Let the wiser be whine with their caution...whether we get it or not...lets keep dreaming and hoping...lets celebrate love...true love.
Good morning and good night!
Whoever started it all, the eternal quest is still on...on forever, probably.Quest for love...true love...nothing but love...love...love...only love!Well, it has gone into my head than heart...i would've been sleepless at 3 at past-midnight, otherwise!I'm not alone, nor you are...dreams spare no one...hope bequeaths none.
Dream and hope are the horses of this quest...they linger on...galloping across skies...across lands...beyond stars.They never tire...never complain. They just huddle themselves into some corners when the Sun is cruel on them...the day tries to scotch them false...the grey tries to paint them dark and gloomy! They peter out,momentarily, when the-life-the real peels the sheen off them to make them look ugly...they are queued through the big Q...and when they are thrown open to the all blah-blah things 'the-real'!They seem to loose the breath, and cower under them all.
Not really. They have been through all, for ages. Romeo shines all night somewhere there...in that corner of the sky digging the canal...sweating down his spine into longing parched lips...scorched eyes...dreamful...hopeful because he knows Juliet waits somewhere else all night...since ages...without failing, without tiring! Heer can be heard singing wild into the woods...into the fields...down the streets...up the river...she knows Raanjha can come anytime panting through time...fluting down the Jhelum...singing over the winds!None can take Laila so away as Kaiz can't find her...not even the blinding storm...the endless desert...or the ceaseless heat!There are thousands, millions...those who shine up there lighting up million hearts down...twinkling up and down the innumerable eyes which sleep not a wink peeping out of their windows glued to their quest...quest for love...true love!
Someone waits for each of us, somewhere...yes for EACH of us...for you...for me!How wonderful!I'm alive again...there's someone who waits for me!Someone with long glistening hair...deep, dark and blue eyes...tall with right weight on right places...my princess with the sweetest smile..fairest of them all...waits for me! Dream and hope...come and lets set out to pain her into waiting no more. But, where does she be? At the top of Empire State building tower...we must rush, it may be the time to close for it. Or, should we rush to the nearest Railway Station...to the Airport!Oh...she may be waiting far there across the London Bridge.Or else, should i close on in some marriage party, i afraid she probably is being tied to the wrong man!Oh my God...it's 4:30, and the Sun be around in a very short while...i must rush before the bloody day chase the dream and the hope away to far down the aisle.
Ah!I don't care.Nor should you.But, sometimes i wonder why we have only a few Heers, Juliets and Lailas!Why do we all fold up and seem to push Simran so she doesn't miss the train...is it because, either we don't have a Simran in our life or our Simran is not ready to sprint up to us? Why do we shrink in our skins wishing that time takes a dip for a while to let Annie reach the Empire State tower before Sam and Johnas leave...because our Annie doesn't know the E S address or doesn't care much coming! Why Devdas is, never, short of hearts crying in chorus with his... because, many of us have seen our 'somebody-like' Paro wooed away or it makes us all too 'same'...Paroless?
All blah blah about true love...with all sort of stories of all sort of betrayal, etc...we never tire of dreaming...hoping!
Let the wiser be whine with their caution...whether we get it or not...lets keep dreaming and hoping...lets celebrate love...true love.
Good morning and good night!
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