One of the good things Internet has done is that all of a sudden we find the world is too small, too vast and too accessible from the window of your PC screen. However it has also invariably meant that we are more prone to reading, copying, pasting and forwarding stuff from the 'world-wide-web' faster than even we could spell "faster"!!
The result? We find ourselves cornered to a situation where there's no time to create! Or for that matter, there's no time to perhaps create anything on our own - except enjoying something and sharing or "forwarding".
Recenlty however, it seems that mail-forwarding is slowly losing it's teeth perhaps, ever since Facebook became popular. But rarely you get some meaningful "creative" stuff on mails these days, which seem fresh and original (at least!) .
One of these days I received a Hindi/Urdu poem that reflected the above sentiment, in a very creative way. I thought I'd share this with the web community by reproducing below as is. I do not claim originality of these verses, nor do I claim authorship or ownership of the same. Here it goes...
Waqt Nahi
Har khushi Hai Logon Ke Daman Mein,
Par Ek Hansi Ke Liye Waqt Nahi.
Din Raat Daudti Duniya Mein,
Zindagi Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi.
Maa Ki Lori Ka Ehsaas To Hai,
Par Maa Ko Maa Kehne Ka Waqt Nahi.
Saare Rishton Ko To Hum Maar Chuke,
Ab Unhe Dafnane Ka Bhi Waqt Nahi.
Saare Naam Mobile Mein Hain,
Par Dosti Ke Liye Waqt Nahi.
Gairon Ki Kya Baat Karen,
Jab Apno Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi.
Aankhon Me Hai Neend Badee,
Par Sone Ka Waqt Nahi.
Dil Hai Gamon Se Bhara ,
Par Rone Ka Bhi Waqt Nahi.
Paison ki Daud Me Aise Daude,
Ki Thakne ka Bhi Waqt Nahi.
Paraye Ehsason Ki Kya Kadr Karein,
Jab Apne Sapno Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi.
Tu Hi Bata E Zindagi,
Iss Zindagi Ka Kya Hoga,
Ki Har Pal Marne Walon Ko,
Jeene Ke Liye Bhi Waqt Nahi........ .
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04 April 2009
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