An idiot's writing space

My Teacher My teacher, my mentor my perpetual guide, Thank you for being there on this joyful ride. You paint our minds and craft our thoughts, You mold our achievements and advice on our faults. You make us a learner, equip us with skills, By expanding the horizon, you shape our dreams. Money, fame, or success aren’t your motivation, It’s the love for what you do, In heart, you are a passion-driven being, To which you will always stay true. Your students are your dedication; you are an inspiration to them, In your eyes, each of us is unique and special, like some precious little gem. Don’t know what life will bring in, that is something no one can tell for sure, But your blessings will always be there with me, and that’s what I am one hundred percent assured. Don’t know how to end this as there is so much to say, Thank you to be the beacon of wisdom enlightening this day. My teacher, my mentor my perpetual guide, Thank you for being ther...

Yaariyan kuch mithee misri si hoti hai, ye yaariyan, mehenge dukano me nahi bikti, takdeer wallon ke nasib me aati hai, ye yaariyan hasati, gudgudati..., jeene ki wajah ban jaati hai, ye yaariyan faslon ko mitati, kayi riste jor jaati, aur yaadon ke hasin taufe hazar piche chhor jaati hai, ye yaariyan.

Meri Mehveen teri thori inayat hum pe bhi ho, muddaton se bus yahi iltaza ya youn koho...,  ibadat si ki hai teri masrufiyaton se khub humne shikayatein si ki hai kavayatein thi yahi ki tum mehtab banno hamari, gustakh dil ne har dafa bus itni hi chahat si ki hai gile-shikwe bhale hue-ho hazar, par teri bus ek didar pe humne qurban youn apni ye jaan si ki hai, yaadon me bhi to tere hi salamati ki dua aaj bhi ki hai,  khwabo-khayalo ki baatein aaj tumse maine, do-char si ki hai, yaar..., tum mano-ya-na-mano, par tumpe hi to nisar humne apni ye zahanat, ye alfaaz si ki hai.