Diary of Princess of Wishes

Love is really a strange kind of thing. When it comes it brings so much of happiness that you feel you don’t have the heart to treasure them, when it goes it breaks every single part of your heart. Really I don’t understand why God had made this heart, if it made heart why it beats for others, why it feels for others why it loves others. Why our heart loves someone then, why it loves the heart which never beats for us. Why god has made such rules that our heart loves someone who loves someone else. Why, love is so funny and strange, even if try to understand it more and more, it will show a new face of it which we may not be aware of. Why can’t love be the reason of happiness for the whole life? Why it a just for few moments of happiness smiles laugher. Why the rest life goes with sorrow, suffering, pain, tears, dreams, hope, waiting, complaints, darkness and struggle.  Why a single face comes again and again which we want to forget? Why the each single moments seems to come before

Life is all about experiences. Just like no twins are same, no situations of life are same even though they look similar. You would always find a ray of hope after going through the darkness of the tunnel but when you reach that ray of light, you will find the night has come to again spread darkness to make you blind at some point of time or other. Sometimes you wait for the destiny to bring smiles for you, but finally you would find that destiny has already forgotten you . Sometimes you make yourself stronger thinking what is happening, its the grace of God and finally everything will be good, but after some point of time you would feel in that process of getting something good we have lost many things in our way. Sometimes you will feel that if one person has broken your trust does not mean every one are the same, but you would be witnessing such lost of faith, trust belief at every single day of your life. People will come your life , they will play with your innocence and go away.

The candles melts and lost its existence Falling in love with the spark Which she forget its fire that dazzled To burn her to death to vanish her presence Still she loves to be lighted And live to play with flames She thinks its her destiny To be loved and then forgeted

Yeh pyar naam pyar nehi dard hona chahiye Isqh men sirf ek jaan ko nehi , Dono ko ish takleef ka ehesash hona chahiye Banna chahate the unka asqhik pata nehi kyun sayar bante gaye Khusiyon ki thi tamana, Par hum ansun samete gaye Kuch kaami na dekhi tuhjmen Har kaami ko khusi se aapna di Bash ek kaami rehe gayi  meri mohabat men Tumhe pyar ka bayan kar di Yeh dil kyun dushman ho jati hain Sapne to dikhaye baharoke  Registan ki jalan men jalati hain N.M.Leepsa 19th December 2011

These are two paintings made by friend Abheepsa Mishra, I created a platform for the communication going on between the friends in first picture and between the boy and girl in the second picture. Hope you enjoy reading them. An Afternoon with You I will always remember that afternoon with you. We were together in the green fields. We were enjoying the cool summer climate under the shadow of trees. There were greenery all around, just like our friendship. We confessed how much we care for each other and how much our taste preferneces match with each other.  It was a day like a picnic. We had taken food and shared together. We played around the flowers and the grasses. We ran together in the search of butterflies which are so colourful like the colourful life we have in our friendship days. We sat silently that day for such long hours after being tired from plays. We were silent but it seemed as if we were talking to each other . Then suddenly we broke the silence and laughed since

  Na koi dur na koi pash hai Bash ek khusi ki talash hai Koi dur hota to hum yaad karte Koi pash hota to hum fariyad karte Har mausam men kyun yeh likha hota hai Dil hai khali, ankhon men ashoon bhara hota hai Koi raat gujarti hai din ki tanhai jaise Koi din kho jate hain raato ki andhera jaise Jab chand bandhe apne roshni ke dor Hum bhagte rahe kisi andhere ke aur Abhi chandini girti hai ish darti men Choon lete hain unko apni parchai samjakar Sikwa kare ya sikayat Jab aapse hui mohabat Milte ho kho jane ke baad hat waqt Yeh mulakat ka kya naam de, koi sapna ya meri kismat N.M.Leepsa 3rd December 2011