Read Hindi translation here: अहमियत
The life knows how to teach everything at right time,
Even then, time to time it teases us at its prime.
Probably, it's like a strict teacher,
Leaves marks of experience at each corner.
Nothing happens either pre-maturely, nor late,
Moments pass and remains memories and fate.
Every turn in this path has importance,
You might skip any, that has no chance.
Its important to lose things that you own in life,
Otherwise we wont understand what having is like.
Take the tears for instance, who loves them shedding
But, if its not for them, whats the value of laughing?
Or, just see these seasons, Sir
when warm, we ask for rain and winter.
When pours, we wish for it to pause and stop
In winters, we dream for summer nights to hop.
We come back to same place, and there goes wheel
This heart never gets satisfaction, continues to reel.
They kept on calling in shrilled voices to glance back once,
I kept on moving, asking them to wait for few more moments.
Years later, when the silence spread out around,
And, sparked the thought of going back in mind,
Turned back, but nothing was there to be found.
Cried my hearts out, banged head with hands,
Childhood memories kept flashing at backhands.
Now, when i have lost everything of yours,
These memories haunt me behind the doors.
I Remember when on shoulders, you used to carry
Thinking those as helicopter and plane, were moments of merry.
How you used to wriggle at my slightest "aah",
Remember your lullabies, and patted me to sleep.
But everything has passed,
Its neither the same time, nor the same moments.
You remember? Do you?
Only memories are alive,
Only memories are alive.
This time life taught me once again,
Opened my eyes, don't let another chance go in vain.
Neither the time is going to turn back, nor the paths,
I wish now to get burnt with these flames.
I don't know what's right and wrong at the moment,
The wound is very deep and very frequent.
But what's use of all this now,
Everything is over, let it go.
Life has also moved on, like some big chapter,
Whom to claim, who will ponder?
Will try to find, if there is any humanity left inside to take stance,
Reckless this life, else will teach once again the Importance.
The life knows how to teach everything at right time,
Even then, time to time it teases us at its prime.
Probably, it's like a strict teacher,
Leaves marks of experience at each corner.
Nothing happens either pre-maturely, nor late,
Moments pass and remains memories and fate.
Every turn in this path has importance,
You might skip any, that has no chance.
Its important to lose things that you own in life,
Otherwise we wont understand what having is like.
Take the tears for instance, who loves them shedding
But, if its not for them, whats the value of laughing?
Or, just see these seasons, Sir
when warm, we ask for rain and winter.
When pours, we wish for it to pause and stop
In winters, we dream for summer nights to hop.
We come back to same place, and there goes wheel
This heart never gets satisfaction, continues to reel.
They kept on calling in shrilled voices to glance back once,
I kept on moving, asking them to wait for few more moments.
Years later, when the silence spread out around,
And, sparked the thought of going back in mind,
Turned back, but nothing was there to be found.
Cried my hearts out, banged head with hands,
Childhood memories kept flashing at backhands.
Now, when i have lost everything of yours,
These memories haunt me behind the doors.
I Remember when on shoulders, you used to carry
Thinking those as helicopter and plane, were moments of merry.
How you used to wriggle at my slightest "aah",
Remember your lullabies, and patted me to sleep.
But everything has passed,
Its neither the same time, nor the same moments.
You remember? Do you?
Only memories are alive,
Only memories are alive.
This time life taught me once again,
Opened my eyes, don't let another chance go in vain.
Neither the time is going to turn back, nor the paths,
I wish now to get burnt with these flames.
I don't know what's right and wrong at the moment,
The wound is very deep and very frequent.
But what's use of all this now,
Everything is over, let it go.
Life has also moved on, like some big chapter,
Whom to claim, who will ponder?
Will try to find, if there is any humanity left inside to take stance,
Reckless this life, else will teach once again the Importance.
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