each hour wound

"each hour wound the last hour kills"
almost 1 hour pass, i had felt my heartbeats..
i could have count them, n sense how they were beating, ups n down..and then later.. it was normal.
but sometimes every heart beat is  giving you a wound and at the last hour is enough to kill..
but that last hour is not easy to come and we didn't reach there..

a day

so it like this that, a day u wake up u spent whole dy here ther n at end.  lil memory..
yeah, i think even very simple n normal events or time spent with friend can gv u a memory of life time..
don't u think it bhawani....how was day.
how simple it was..
n after all it is life, we color it by these memories, days..
leave this..
thought i talk about what could be difference between, single malt, and blended whiskey..
and about that blogger, (wont write her name here) but she is again n again cumin in my mind.her writing, about love  with wine. how euphoric. i just love that....
i wish i could do that..

evening

wese itna aasan nhi h samjana khud ko, abhi sham ko hi to khud se uljha tha me..agony , a moment of depprision.. i was sad, bt u knw its best to take a walk at that time..meet friends, .. abhi aadat h facebook ki , short me likne ki, grammar to saari mar gyi.., kisi din haridwar jaunga or tarpan kr dunga..is bachi hui se kam chla lunga tb tk.. wese b aadat h compromise krne ki..life h na , kuch aise hi h, ajeb si,, in dino to bahut bore bhi hone lga hu.. khair khus to phle bhi kahan rhta hi tha.. bda ajib sa chal rha h jiivan. what i call it prosaic ..khwab dekhta hu tb tk acha lgta h, bki reality me ate hi..
rhane do pta h sb ko ,..yun to koi prob  nhi h, bt khalipan to lgt ahi h, kch adhura sa, bs me to nhi ..aisa hi h jevan , 7 bar girna or sambhalna 8 bar..

first day

although i use to write, but this is first time that i am writing here..
so feeling little shyness, hesitation.. well i should write about myself , but it is tough & lengthy process ..
i have some dreams but i know i will not fulfill them , not because i a not willing, but i am afraid of them.
i afraid of happiness....