Think About It ! - Page 2

Originally posted by: Mashal

mmm.......... 😃 ziada tar peotry too meary sir say guzar jati hai but i thinks may be waves life ki probs ko kaha gaya ho

that can be true as well.. as they are also temporary! good one mashal..

Aji.. har poetry luv ke baare mei nahi hoti! 😆😆

From my point of view, I think it means that you have to let go of everything, even life. So in a way, even happiness doesn't stay forever...sometimes you just have to let go of things to realize its importance in your life😊

itnay din baad koi shairi wow
1 is that kuch khwahishain aur armaan aisee hootay hai jo chaahkar bhi dil ke dehleez se aagay nahi jaa sakte aur woh armaan andar hi andar machaltay rahtay hai

Wow! kool thots Fari & Shereen! I agree with both of ur views... so yeah this shair can be taken in many forms...

Originally posted by: amreen1409

"Kinaaroon Se Nikal Sakti Hain Kab Ye Mustarib Moujyein?
Inhein Sahil Se Takraana Hain, Aur Laut Jaana Hain..."

Mustarib = beichain / desperate
Moujyein = lehrain / waves

hmm, kool Shair amreen!!!

yesterday I wrote a long paragraph, thinking what I think, but then when I read the shair again. I was like, naaaaaaaaaaaa it doesn't mean this.

well, here is my new take on this shair, how high, or far u go in life, u will be buried in ground at the end of life. we can not get out of the circle of life. hum jitni bhi hum koshish kar leh. we have to get bak to where we belong.

weather it is a begger or a king, saab miti main mil jaatian hain.

Originally posted by: Ms. Bholi Bhali

yesterday I wrote a long paragraph, thinking what I think, but then when I read the shair again. I was like, naaaaaaaaaaaa it doesn't mean this.

well, here is my new take on this shair, how high, or far u go in life, u will be buried in ground at the end of life. we can not get out of the circle of life. hum jitni bhi hum koshish kar leh. we have to get bak to where we belong.

weather it is a begger or a king, saab miti main mil jaatian hain.

oh that reminds me of something I have...hopefully mods don't mind..if it doesn't relate to the topic, you can delete it😊

There was a king who decided to take a tour of his country. As he passed by different places, everyone rushed to see him. However, while passing by a certain place, he noticed a poor old man who did not pay any attention to the king's arrival and remained engaged in his own activities. The king went up to this poor man and asked why he did not join the people to see him. The poor man replied, "Before you, there was another king who once passed by this place. Everyone gathered to see him as well. But, few days later he died and was buried in a place nearby. A poor man also died during that time and was buried near the king's grave. After some time, a strong flood passed through that area causing those graves to overturn. As a result, the bones of the poor man became mixed up with those of the king's. We could not differentiate between them any longer. After seeing this, it does not matter to me anymore as to who is a king and who is a beggar. In the end, our home is the same.

Narrated by brother Ayyub from Toronto, Canada during one of his lectures.

Wow. Nice one Amreen.

Its not just words, its also a philosophy in life.

Whatever the outcome, be it lashing the shore to return or anything else, you can never stop your pursuits of search, of discovery, of starting anew every morning.

Just like the bechain leherain, all of us start every morning to set out to discover a new day, a new horizon. Each day, we travel a new distance, some days more, bigger waves, going a longer distance, some days small, going a shorter distance. It matters not to the waves if it must come back to the shore eventually, but the pursuit of a new horizon does not cease becos of its return to shore.