Life...

Questions... Infinite questions....
What is one's priority? Is it life or death?
And how do you make those choices?

Can holding hands at the right time replace any amount of sympathy?
Can a thousand words replace a simple hug?
Can you console someone when you yourself are grieving?

Philosophies are for the un-touched. When emotions confront, all we are left is with a flood of myriad thoughts, nostalgia and dreams...

"Tum masarrat ka kaho, ya ise gham ka rishta
Kehte hain pyar ka rishta hai janam ka rishta,
Hai janam ka jo ye rishta, to badalta kyon hai?" :'(