Some times such things happen that you just can't explain, even to yourself. You don't always know the reason to why you are doing most of the things that you do. Sometimes you feel happy for no reason, your heart seems to be in place and pumping blood through your veins and giving you life. But at other times you are sad without there being any reason to it. The heart is still where it always is it's just that instead of blood it is pumping venom through your veins taking you nearer to death.
When the ratio of venom increases and the amount of blood decreases then you become just what I have become. This is what happens then. I don't think I need to explain this any further... I know you can understand... and those who don't... well I don't have words... I don't know how to express feelings. Maybe one day as I hope I will reach that stage when my words will be able to reflect the pain in me. But for that I might need to endure more...
Rang lati ha hina pathar pe pis jane k bad
Surkhuru hota ha insan thokrain khane k bad
So, or thokarin khane k bad hi me itni surkhuru ho paungi k mere lafzo se dard ki gehrai chalakne lage...











