Is truth ultimate or of many forms ?

This all chaos is because we have created our own versions of truth. The truth that is actually a lie to ourselves. We create this mirage because it sooth us. It is a place, where we feel comfortable. Here we are not exposed to the rays of reality. Reality that can scrap our skin and penetrate to our soul. We have our own versions of justifications, for our deeds and actions. Is truth has many forms or the truth is ultimate ?
Once in a while we should take sometime to have a reality check. Check that, everything that you are assuming to be true, is true or not, in it's own absoluteness. Once put all events, your actions, words and their meanings as dot on the timeline. Jot them and try to understand, what it was and what you assumed. What your assumptions had done. Once you do this with whole honesty, it will undress your truth and reveal the naked lie. The lie that you are keep telling yourself.
But end this by wrapping this revelation of truth in some glittery wrapper of words and throw it away because truth might be disturbing. Go back to your den of lie and live there happily ever after.

Shaam aur Ehsaas

Jaise jaise ye shaam surkh gulaabi se kaali raat me tabdeel hoti h,
waise he tumhari yaadien na Jane kaha se ghumad aati h.
Jaise chidiya ka koi jhund h Jo Suraj k dhalte he,
wapas us ped par ja Raha ho jaha unke ghosle h.
Jaise school ki discplined time k baad,
koi bachha fir shararati hone Wala ho.
Jaise in yaado ka mujh par koi waajeeb haq ho,
ya fir jaise Inka yaha koi mulk ho.
Ye Mann Jo itna shaant Raha din me,
wo aese bebas sa ho jata h.
Dhadkano ka tez hona na sirf mahsoos hota h,
balki sunai bhi Dene lagta h.

Aese lagta h ki me Mera Hoon he nahi,

koi aur he h Jo mujhe niyantrit kiye hue h.

Ehsaaso me jaise jwar bhaate aana shuru ho jata h,

maano ki chaand ka gurutatva akarshan kheech Raha ho inhe bhi.

Ji karta h ki jaise bhi,

jitna bhi jaldi ho,

bas tum Tak pahuch jau.

Duniya se alag Kar k tumhe,

kheech Kar bhar lu baaho me.

Aese pakadu tumhe ki Tum,

mom c pighal Kar mujhme he kahi rah jao.

Saaya bhi tumhara kisi ko na du me.

Jaise ki bas Tera hona he kaafi h mere hone k liye.
Aur ye ehsaas, ye bhaav raat bhar yun he shor machaate rhte h.