Hazaron Khwahishein aisi - I

About all the conversations I had with my friends ... call them bakar ... or call them anything .. I cherish them

The noise of birds flying around
Left unnoticed like everything else
Night and day changing places
Eyes and ears rapt in conversation

Rewinds, reloads and flashbacks
And the puzzle of tommorrow
Some coincidences some misunderstandings
Heard and told just like that

Secrets shared and guesses confirmed
Assumptions sent to grave
Sympathy and guilt caught unaware
The world felt like a dream

Life is ....
A thousand dreams like that
Or may be just one of them