Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my choice.
To leave hurtful memories behind
Or allow them to bother my mind...
The choice is mine.
To fret over a mistake when it's done
Or learn from it and move on...
The choice is mine.
To be bothered by all that people say
Or ignore them and go my own way...
The choice is mine.
To enjoy what I've been able to gain
Or ungratefully regard it with disdain...
The choice is mine.
Sometimes I won't get to pick my lot,
But whether I'll be happy or not
Will always be my choice.
खुशनसीब होते हैं वो लोग….!! जो इस देश
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
AAPKI LADAI KOI OR LAD RAHA HAI
LADO
LAD NAHI SAKTE TO BOLO
BOLL NAHI SAKTE TO LIKHO
सोचता हूं कहूं वो इंकार न कर दें. .
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