Sublimity of moments

Today's thoughts are picked up where I left a bit in my previous post on moments. Moments that are there and next moment the moment is gone :). How we wish some of them could linger forever and some had never occured. But isn't this sublimity that prompts many to say "live by the moment" or "cherish the moments"? And after all its not always in our hands that which one do we regret to have lived and which one would stay with us for ever. Everyday the book of memories written in words of moments may have a new chapter. And yet certain chapters may be blank or some may just disappear. Its like giving a book to a child. The child within us. We chose to read something we may find interesting. Some of which will make us laugh. Some leave us amused. And some would still be baffling. We try so hard to tear away some pages. But the book is hard bound by time. So even if we tear a part of those pages will always stick. Leaving a break in the book. Would we appreciate such a thing in a book? Then why do we wish to erase those chapters by tearing away the pages? Why not discover the chapters of our own life and try to write the next story? A collection of short stories could be as endearing as an unending saga! But no we don't. Why? That's perhaps the critical question. Because that I feel is essential to the process of self discovery. Not all of us are interested in that because we are afraid of the chapters we have written. The chapters that could define the final chapters of the book. Or the fear of the two words "The End". Whatever be the reason, unless we enjoy our own book no other reader would perhaps like it? I could be wrong or I could be right .. but the fact is that i'm still writing the chapters and still trying to discover .. Who knows the chapters might be closing too soon. On that note a work that I wrote today ..

lamhon ko qaid karne ke jeddojahad,
maano pakdne hon kuch ret ke kan,
dhool bhari aandhi main,
badalta dharatal har waqt,
kshanbhangur us lamhe ke umar|

yaadon ke samandar main,
abhi jeevit ek lamha,
maano toofan se ghiri ek kashti|
kab ubare lehron se,
ya doobe ghare paani main|

Jhulasne se pehle,
sooraj ke dhoop se bachane ko,
kuchh badalon ke chhaon main,
baarish ke ek boond ke aas lagaye
kuchh ghaas ke tinke|