Are we asking for too much?

Are we asking for too much?

I just looked to my side and saw my Blackberry, my iPod, my laptop that I'm not using right now.
I honestly, don't mean to brag about my possessions,
I'm saying Alhumdulillah for everything, and then I look these shiny glitter they put all over the internet, advertisements and things of that sort, and I'm tempted to 'want' it.
Just one question,
Are we asking for too much without being thankful for what I already have?

Let me know your thought.

Intezaar.

Abhi, is lamhe mein,
Kuch samajh nahi aa raha,
Awaazien yahaan sirf sunai de rahi hain,
Kuch khaas tha, ab raha nahi.
Kuch kheechta rehta tha mujhe,
Ab mein yahaan,
Barish ke boondh mein,
Khada raha, dard mein,
Aansooun mein, lipta hua,
Ruka hua hoon mein,
Bhardha lo haanth,
Main dard mein hoon,
Fursat se jab dil behel gaya,
Har aahat ghabrane lagi,
Har kandha masroof hogaya,
Apne aansoon thame hue,
Do kadam uthaya aur behne diye,
Har moodh pe jisne dheka,
Jaane diya,
Mere in aansooun ko,
Bhoondhoon mein mila kar,
Chalde diye.

Baithe hue is tanhai mein,
Is hawa ka rukh badalne se,
Dil behel jata hai,
Kisi aahat ke intezaar mein,
Shayad mein yahaan tukdoon mein gir jaaon,
Shayad is intezaar mein,
Mujhe meri tanhai ka kandha mile,
Shayad ishi mein khushi mile.
Shayad phir akelepan mehsuus nahi ho.

Feel like home.

This place.
I've no clear picture of it,
Not yet anyways.
I see a few faces and they're here again,
Across tables,
Behind the pillars and stairs.
Sitting on the chairs under the large trees.
I'm new to this wind,
It tickles me under my chin,
These lights and sounds,
They haunt me at times,
I'm scared, at times afraid.
There's still goodness,
In so much that is around me,
This place,
Unknown to me,
I find so much light,
At every corner, I'm welcomed,
With so many lights,
So many memories to make,
Somewhere in this mix up of memories,
I remember hints of these roads,
These clouds look the same,
But this place.
So unknown to me.


In rightness and wrong,
Their faces and faults,
There's so much to see,
Here there is so much to experience,
I'm just another lost mind,
In this crowd of thousands,
On rails and roads,
Holding railings and belts.
There's no stillness, in my stillness.
I'm so desperate,
So tired of being home-sick.
I sit in corners and make memories.
I keep these pictures on the wall,
They make me feel like home,
In this place, so unknown to me.

I'm here again,
I remember that tie,
The smell of this place,
The crash of the waves,
Next to this huge fountains,
Maybe, I'm like those birds,
Sipping from so much,
So much left to see,
So many things to feel.
I'm stuck here, making memories,
I'm fighting with the unknown.
In this place,

So unknown to me.

Mahi. May you rest in peace.

With everything that you proudly smug about,
The colours and tastes of this land,
This land was mine too,
I had dreams of the fields and rain.
We had miles to walk, before we went to sleep.
Such was my country.
With the best of you,
Putting together your heads,
I'm fading,
I'm almost long gone.
So deep, in this darkness.
I can almost remember their promises,
Those ones in the black's and whites,
With four wheels, how they faded in corners.
How they held these hands,
Now ragged, rough and broken,
Such was my country.
And I was one of you too,
How could you just let me go?

You're all up there,
Behind the glasses and screens,
Watching them make their names,
I'm a path they've followed,
For the gold round their necks,
For the cheers and the fame.
Such carelessness, in my country.
Where there is name, and prestige.
I was one of you too,
But now I'm fading,
Taking all my dreams with me,
Maybe deep down,
I'm smiling as I go,
But I still remember,
The promises you made,
How could you let me go?

I don't know what this is, just saying.

Its all really dark over here right now, everyone thinks I'm sleeping,
One thing about having the PC all to myself in my room, is that it helps my tendencies of waking up in the middle of the night and typing out absolute crap.
One of my many recent tweets, the tick of the clock in pitch black darkness and excruciating silence is louder than 'Bass down low' on my Creative thingy.

But anywho, My Brother got me a time machine watch..
There it is, its about marbles or chrome balls and stuff,
Very german, trust me you don't want me to explain it right now.
Lets just say, whenever a minute passes by, there is a machine sounds that go off and balls rolling,
So every minute, my heartbeat accelerates to the no of balls that roll by.

So the point of this post is, okay I have absolutely no idea.
I was just thinking and thinking,
And well I realized that sometimes you need to let go off the truth, rather your straight forwardness just to keep a few sparks going, or a few relations stable.
Time minute you criticize, the negetive evaluation starts,
And like I said in my earlier post,
When you're annoyed with someone, everything they do starts being annoying times 10.
So you're annoying and then the fact that you're breathing bothers the person.
When you're dealing with short tempered, angry and unstable, emotionally, people,
Just let it go a few times,
It feels great being the more mature, understanding one.
A little blow for a long run doesn't hurt much. :)

Don't give people reasons to jump on you, if they do so,
Forgive and forget.

My stillness.

I remember the sweetness,
The stillness in this word,
The soft and slow,
Thump of my heart,
I felt it on your skin,
That time when you smiled,
The last time I saw you,
I'm still here.
The moon shine is still the same,
The wind here, blows again
Chilling me to the bone,
Where are you?

My warmth, the breathlessness,
The spark in ever part.
The shine in this dimness.
Where are you, my heart?
My stillness.

Smiling still,
I remember the tears,
They fell and fell again.
I smiled, for every story they're tell.
Every corner of my heart,
Every calm waves of the sea,
Brushes memories of you and me,
Of the times you held me tight,
Touch me with your heart,
And we danced to our heartbeat.
Like the life in you,
Like you, life in me,
Fearlessness in your touch,
Such beauty in your eyes.
The way your eyes seem,
The deepness and peacefulness,
It gives me strength, it gives me hope.
Love, you give me hope.
In this silence,
In the dimness.
You keep me here, and move me.
You, my stillness.

My warmth, the breathlessness,
The spark in ever part.

The shine in this dimness.
Where are you, my heart?
My stillness.

Too many moments.

I'm sure you've been dizzy before?
That time when these questions pop into your head,
" Where am I? "
" Why am I here? "
" How did I get here? "
And then you realize the where,how,why and all those questions and everything's all clear again,
So this happened to me today,
I was just sitting with 3 of my friends, we're sitting in a square and just talking randomly.
And then I looked at their faces, and I remembered all the lucid moments I've had with each one of them,
The vivid images and picture perfect memories.
All of us, we go back years,
Not together but we do,
These few moments brought to my attention the fact that life is so big and deep and vast.
If I had written about moments like these everytime,
I wonder how big my journal or blog or virtual journal or whatever it is would be,
We make mistakes and we correct them,
We make the same mistakes again, we're frowned upon and it feels really bad, but it doesn't end there.
These little moments make our life,
But never let these imperfect moment be the base of your life.
There's too much to look forward to,
Too many things that won't go your way,
Too many things that will make you smile,
Just say Alhumdulillah for whatever you have,
And live these moments. :)