NOORALISAYS

Yeh na thhee hamaree qismat ki visaal-e-yaar hota Agar aur jeetey rehtey yahee intizaar hota Terey vaadey par jiye hum jo yeh jaan jhoot jaana Ki khushee sey mar na jaatey agar aitbaar hota Koi dil merey sey poochhey terey teer-e-neemkash ko Yeh khalish kahaan sey hotee jo jigar key paar hota Rag-e-sang sey tapakta voh lahoo ki phir na thhamta Jisey gham samajh rahey ho yeh agar sharaar hota Kahoon kissey main ki kya hai shab-e-gham buree bala hai Mujhey kya bura thha marnaa agar ek baar hota

Humanity is currently being martyred by conflicts that reflect the distress of consciousness that has lost the rudder of the sublime virtues that govern harmonious of the Universe. Like a deranged compass, the human community lost the North, it lost its true identity. Any deconfits, she got dragged into the turbulence zone, delivered to the vicissitudes of a story, which she should have spi, controlled the course, and printed the mark of her Destiny. This lax attitude therefore takes him away from Truth and dives him into the swamps of depravity and degeneration of his PRIMORDIAL NATURE. The man of our time, tormented, dragged into the violent bourrasque of ephemeral unleashed pleasures and denaturing the true essence of his Destin, swept away from the richest source of RELIGION, which shapes his being, and the mark of his indelible footprint. We are experiencing a dark and dark time - bre of ideological vacuum, witnesses to the constan decrepitude and inexorable disrepair of energies ...