कई बार ज़िंदगी किसी मंच जैसी लगने लगती है। लोग आते हैं, लोग जाते हैं। वे जाने के लिए ही आते हैं, और इस इरादे से जाते हैं कि कभी लौटकर नहीं आएंगे। और जब वे लौटते हैं, तो किसी अतीत की तरह लौटते हैं—एक ऐसा अतीत जो आपको यह महसूस कराड़े कि आपका वर्तमान झूठा है।
There are times when one's life appears to be a stage. People come, people go. They come in order to go, and go with no intent of return. When they return, they return as one's past. A past that would make you feel that the present is false.
There are times when one's life appears to be a stage. People come, people go. They come in order to go, and go with no intent of return. When they return, they return as one's past. A past that would make you feel that the present is false.