White andhera bhi bekhabar hai meri khamoshi se #trishna ©#2 शब्द Dil से

#2 शब्द Dil से

shivani Jha ©sHiVa_JhA

sHiVa_JhA

White Tujhe dekhu phir teri baat likhu Taarif likhu ya fariyaad likhu Tere peeche khud ko Aabad likhu Ya tanhaai mey khud ko barbaad likhu Tujhe din ya khud ko raat likhu Bata aaj kaunsi baat likhu.... ©rohit patel

rohit patel

White If the ocean inside you is ‌relaxed, you cannot write. If the strokes are not making a tug in your heart, you cannot write. If you are not bothered about anything, you cannot write. If you are indulged in pleasures, you cannot write. If you are engrossed in your basic duties, you cannot write. When the sound of your pain becomes louder than the waves of the ocean. When you have no ears to listen but a paper beside you. When you feel the tug is pinching you to the deepest level. When your breath becomes uneven. That's the time You Can Write! ©Ananta Dasgupta

Ananta Dasgupta

White andhera bhi bekhabar hai meri khamoshi se #trishna ©#2 शब्द Dil से

#2 शब्द Dil से

shivani Jha ©sHiVa_JhA

sHiVa_JhA

White Tujhe dekhu phir teri baat likhu Taarif likhu ya fariyaad likhu Tere peeche khud ko Aabad likhu Ya tanhaai mey khud ko barbaad likhu Tujhe din ya khud ko raat likhu Bata aaj kaunsi baat likhu.... ©rohit patel

rohit patel

White If the ocean inside you is ‌relaxed, you cannot write. If the strokes are not making a tug in your heart, you cannot write. If you are not bothered about anything, you cannot write. If you are indulged in pleasures, you cannot write. If you are engrossed in your basic duties, you cannot write. When the sound of your pain becomes louder than the waves of the ocean. When you have no ears to listen but a paper beside you. When you feel the tug is pinching you to the deepest level. When your breath becomes uneven. That's the time You Can Write! ©Ananta Dasgupta

Ananta Dasgupta