SIMPLETONS LIKE ME , KEPT COMING REGULARLY

                                           

I thought buyers for  my sorrow had come to the market,I too arrived to sell my dreams .How strange ,life called me many times yet hid itself every time I arrived to meet her . Fooled every time , yet simpletons like me , kept coming again and again at her call . Poet Ahmed Faraz also feels similarly .

"Ye soch kar ki gham ke khareedaar aa gaye

Hum khwaab bechne sar e bazaar aa gaye

Awaaz dhe ke zindagi har baar chhup gayi

Hum aisse saada dil thay ki har baar aa gaye"..

( Avtar Mota )

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