I do not know the star position of the moment I thought of creating myself a blog. Whatever, at the back of my mind there must have been a feel for the need of a vent, a vent to my poetic diction.This feel, rather want, was being continuously suppressed by me for long . Again I say, I do not know how the mistle outmiffed to be a hale hailstorm.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Shikwa
Shikwa na ho is na-maloom surakh ka dil mein Ehsaan mano ki kashti doobi to majdhar mein Umangon se jo mila dil shad hai usse Ke maut aati nahi sabko lahron se takrar mein
