The stab

Sometimes you just want to give yourself a little, no, a fine big stab. When you feel utterly frustrated. When you want something and still don’t want it. When you badly crave for something and still want to chuck it away.

Life is certainly a modicum of happiness. You don’t get what you want, and even if you get it , it still isn’t the way you want it.

When you are told speak your heart out and when you do so, you are misunderstood. Badly.

The moment you want to say… 
‘Yaad e maazi azaab hai ya rabb/
Cheen le mujhse haafiza mera’

When you just want to loose your senses and go mad. Literally.

How lucky are the people who have gone insane. How damn lucky…