And on this rain drenched evening
I shall wait
For my sins to be washed
For my guilt to be erased
And
For my tears
To be; forever be hidden

And then I shall wait
For my Angel
To hold me in her arms,
Carry me away from this darkness

And then she shall show me,
My path, My Denstiny,
My Love



It sometimes difficult to wait for your life. Things never turn out the way u want it to and it never will. But I always find myself waiting for it as if for a long lost love affair. I don't know know why I do it, I guess I live too much on hope and poetry =)

I was talking to a friend and our conversations touched upon Mirza Ghalib.

"Hazaaron khwaishein aisi ki har khwaish pe dum nikle
Bahut nikle mere armaan lekin phir bhi kam nikle"

Life is sometimes like this, an enigma, and I am desperately trying to decipher it's meaning.