Life at a signal...

We all travel on a road called life. There are some who travel along with you for a while. Some travel in your vehicle while some others in their own vehicles but along side. You overtake some, some overtake you. Then comes a signal. You either cross it before it turns red or sometimes you get struck at the signal. Those traveling along side you either zoom pass, leaving you behind or wait with you. You sometimes try to catch those who had crossed the signal, but they would have gone so very further that they will be out of your sight and out of your reach. You are left with only those beautiful moments spent with them before the signal for you to cherish for the rest of your life...

I had taken a deviation at the signal to take another route. But lost the way. After sometime got on to the same route to find all new faces. Now, i am waiting on a signal, waiting for it to turn green. Hoping to catch up with those who have crossed the signal and have gone way ahead of me...

Zindigi ke safar mein guzar jate hai jo makam
Woh phir nahi aate, Woh phir nahi aate...

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