i wished you were there...

i wished you were there...

Today i start with a story which i was gathering courage to share with you all,finally i decided to start it, don't know just can hope that you will like it or may be not.but i will tell u story,  a story of hope,story of love,story of man destined to be alone and truly this time it was not in his hands.story has many characters,places whom u will get to know soon...

lemme tell u about our hero.please be careful he is a bit shy so don't expect much in your first meeting

Anand Sharma 36 years of age
senior accountant in a reputed bank
earns well,travels in his old maruti 800 which his father bought 10 years back.
drinks sometimes and listens to jagjith Singh's gazals in repetition

mein ithna bhi bura tho nahi tha ki me ithna akela hogya.roz kaam pe jata hoon,vapas ake apne 400 sqft ke 1 bhk flat me akela tv ke samne kudhko betha dekhta hoon.apne liye roz khana banata hoon,3 waqt har roz,masale kuch naye har baar lata hoon

per wo beswad khana mere berang zindgi me koi bada badlaav nhi laata.wo bas nigalta hoon aur agey bad jata hoon....per me kahi pohoch nhi pata...my travel circles around this lonly house in this old city n the family picture hanging on the wall behind the tv.i dont dare to look at it.dar lagta he,me aur akela ho jata hoon...

mera naam he "Anand".anand sharma.ek private bank me accountant hoon.mera naam padke shayad jo aapko mehsoos hua ho..wo ehsaas gum hogya he...me bas ek ehsaas ke sath jeeta hoon soonapan...but i have a reason to live...just one dream which wanna keep watching as long as i can,cant live without it.its hard to live with a dream which would never fullfill.bt still.it makes me feel good and thats enough for my happy living

i wished if u were there

I WISHED IF YOU WERE THERE

The time was really harsh…
The time was really rude…
The wind blew against me but I stood alone,
Holding the fingers of my fate
It felt like facing sun of the summer noon
It didn’t show any mercy against me bare feet
I was really lonely, I was really lone
And all I wished was if you were there….

injeel...

injeel is an arabic word derived from greek which means book of gospel...

it is one of the five holy books in islam....

some believe that it is a lost book as it got corrupted of times...

I believe every holy book is a love letter from god may be written through some messenger.....

There are many times when human love each other though less now day but still there are a lot of stories happening around us or we can say we acting as a hero or side actor or as a side Villon in the story but they happen we mention it few times and forget it.

I believe i have been blessed that i could see hear and live a few love stories or i can call them lovely stories that are to be told to the world...and are not to be forgotten...

so i decided to recor it in this book of love...let it be the gospel for the future lovers and all those people who love someone somewhere....

In this world either we can
love living
or
live loving
in any case we live once
choose yours