I am not a looser but now I love to be a looser

Dear life,
I don't feel like this ever before but now I feel to loose is my destiny , I am born to be a looser. I am good for nothing.

You have taken many exam for me to certify me as a winner more over you were too help full as when i see to the down i found more critically challenged player's by you.

I started running and found myself far-ahead of other,
in my last lap the judge refuse to accept me as a player due to my previous accident that i meet , the beauty is that i don't know why i meet that accident as was not a rash-driver or not a unconscious walker.

I thought why meet such accident in life , Is it my destiny ? or I am writing my destiny directed toward dark end ? I am now forced to be a looser & as time is going on this track I started enjoying it as being a looser takes off all the responsibility of being a good performer , As you can easily say please don't thought of any help you can got from me as i am a looser and i am born to be a looser.

But the real fact is that I was not born to be a looser but I was forced by the people near me to love to be a looser

Thanks for giving me new identity & giving me a race in which i am a winner.

Yours
The king of looser

Sadeo bad kalam uthe

Sadeo bad kalam uthe

Gum ke kalam se,
Asko ke shaye mai,
Jindge ke warko par,
Aaj dard apne utar raha hu.

In alfajo ko humdarde ke ash nahe,
Tum ghabrao aise koe bat nahe,
Kah rahe hai hum apne dastan,
Tumse asko ke darkar nahe.

Jane do bate to bate hai,
Jo bit gaya lamha,
Who wapas kaha ata hai.

Na kahenge hum who dastan,
Ke tera muskurata chehra,
He mujhe bhata hai,
Kaise do ask unke ankho mai,
Jiske lubo pe muskurahat ke,
Ye dil har pal dua mangta hai.

Chodo who dastan,
Aao ek nae kahane likhe,
Tum husso aur muskurao,
Aur ye jindge mere asko ko pe le.

Mai bhe muskura lu pure dil se,
Jo har khata tum maf karo,
Bana lo humsufur aisa,
Ke zindge ke har mod par,
Mere parchae tere sath chale.