A Pencil & Eraser

A friend emailed this meaningful story to me, I like it very much so I share with you.

Pencil: I’m sorry….


Eraser: For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.


Pencil: I’m sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.


Eraser: That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

Sober Monday

I can be a strong person. I don't depend on people to help me at all. I fix myself, and my situations. I've always been like this, as far as I can remember. I know for this to work, I need moral support. I know this. It's like no one is giving me a chance. I was around alcohol ALL NIGHT LONG! I drank an energy drink, water, and coffee. Don't get me wrong, they were tempting as hell, but I'm head strong. I don't want to tuck my tail in between my legs. Part of me says, "I can do this myself". I know I need to find a sponsor, and I know that I need to start reading the book.

I don't know, I really wanted to drink. And Im sure some of you, in the back of your hair said well. And personally, I hope people keep saying that. It makes me want to go one more hour, one more day, one more week and one more year. With this i hope sober Monday's end.

But i am still sober. I was going to give a big drawn out description, but I don't feel like it.

Thanks for reading.

Bus Tere Liye....

Jab tum milogi mujhe,
Kya kahun kaise kahun,
Ki tum ratoon ko jagatay rehtay ho,
mere yaad me mujhe sathathe rehthey ho,
Hum tho Sirf tum pe marte he,
Kya tum bhi hampe marthe ho.......

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Teri is ada ka kya jawad du,
Chahtha hu teri har sanso pe mera naam likhu,
Lekin mein uthna bhi kushnasib nahi,
ki teri ek hasi pe mein mar mittu..

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LOST

Another day of life by the drop.I pray to lord, help me stop.

I awake in pain, feeling shame.Knowing soon again I'll play the game.

For the brief second with my self.Before I walk over to that shelf.

I stop and think of all the things I do.And the people I hurt while drinking booze.

I grip the bottle o' so tight.I won't let go until the night.

All these thoughts rush through my head.Loves and pride and things I once said.

I know it's from the former me.The one that can no longer be.

It hits me hard, I cannot cope. So drink until I start to choke..

Day to day, I live like this.High to high and kiss to kiss.

I hope one day, the drunk will let me out.And never again will I drink and shout.

Until that time I'll drown and hate.I just hope that's not my final fate.

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 Loree 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 Lye 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 Ghamon Se Bhara Hua,

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 Apane 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……