Yeh waqt waqt ki baat hai…
Ek waqt tha jab raaste logon ki bheed se thakte the…
Jab unki aahatein bhi sone na deti thi
Aur ek aaj ka waqt hai jab wahi raaste usi bheed ke liye taras rahe hai
Unhi aahaton ke intezaar mein jagein hai
Ek waqt tha jab shor k beech dhundli awaazein kahi dab jaati thi
Aur ek aj ka waqt hai jab khamoshiya bhi chubti h
Ek waqt tha jab wadiyan mudse gye the
Aur ek aj ka waqt hai jab unhi wadiyon mein khanak gungunarhi hai
Ek waqt tha jab har moad dhundla tha
Aur ek aj ka waqt hai maano jaise har moad khil utha hai
Maano jaise raaste kuch kehna chahte hai ,
isi waqt k saath kuch unkahi unsuni kahaaniyan bayaan karna chahte hai
Na jaane yeh waqt aur konsa naya moad layega
Na jaane q yahi waqt thamsa gaya hai
Na jaane q kal ka daudta waqt aaj ruksa gaya hai
Yeh sadke bhi usi badalte waqt ke intezaar mein suni padi hai…
Yahi waqt waqt ki baat hai…
Pata nahi yeh labz sochne par umarhe hai ya fir kahi ankahi kissose se khule hai —
The wordings itself, leave your thoughts hanging as to where the roads are actually destined to. It usually ends up in many cases as we are often not sure where are actually heading to. Not because we don’t know the destination, but because the destination surety is always an ambiguous say. When I say destination surety, do I really mean correct destination? No – I mean whether your heart allows you or is really intended for the journey to the destination chosen. Empty roads can contextually vary depending on factors that include area, time, situation, appearance, human mood etc.
Every road has a discrete story to tell. Be it scenically filled greenery background or a muddy path taking you through the mountains to a ray of light towards the water.
Even the densest roads have their own story of emptiness. Empty roads often tell their tale through the silence which is by far the most unheard one.
It acts as a mirror to witness your shadow. The mirror that acquaints you of the reality that you walk through alone without having pre-defined paths. Seamless ends often lead to darkness and so does these roads having no bounds of pause. Milestones are like those small candies which entertain you till watery mouth. The cloudless days, the wakeful whispers keep you connected awake all along such roads. At times you become the receiver of crude messages hidden behind anonymous faces just like another face in crowd in search of an identity. Empty roads leave you with a question – Whether full & empty both exist at once? The fullness of being yourself, having all the time in the world and the emptiness of missing out things and people. The existence of calmness and at the same time the fears of cry within.
How can this battle be ever won?
With these tales, have you ever thought of narrating yours? Here’s a short drive through mine. The very first thing that I think seeing an empty road is the freedom of life! The freedom which doesn’t enclose you in any bound just like the never-ending way you see.
It is a battle for me which has to be fought within, just to prove yourself amidst the happening crowd that would soon join your way. It is also a cage at the same time, which restricts your vision around. The entire vacancy makes you feel strong and weak both at the same time. It’s also an adventure journey for me leading me through the empty way without any milestones to light up. It also abides me by my fears, fear of losing the self-proclaimed vision, fear of being lost all along, fear of having nothing to treasure and fear of having nothing to lose. The night life glorifies the emptiness and also rejuvenates the existence of lamps around. Despite this lighting, somewhere deep down you realize that materialistic things have added life just like liveliness / chaos and people in this case. The sole relevance of this emptiness is only confined to missing out of liveliness. This is where I seize to understand if it is a boon to watch or a curse to feel.
In the end, no matter where your path may turn,
EMPTY roads lead nowhere and somewhere all at once just like the ever-elusive horizon!
Aao milo chalein
Jana kahan naa ho pataaa
Percept of Perception! 
kya baat hai ji!!
Ever elusive horizon !!
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