Dear people talking about other people....sry I just can't tune with you....our conversation must just contain you n me n life....let's discuss stories, let's talk abt what we dreamt last night and let's just walk along the street and talk about how colourful the sky is and how beautifully the little insect is crawling and a hoards of other such discussions...but pls not who said what and to whom....

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There is a vast difference between being vulnerable and being non reactive ......some people simply
don't react to baseless talks to maintain their peace of mind.

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The yellow flowers soothes my eyes
The soft breeze kisses my lips
The burble of the stream intoxicates my ears
The chatter of the sparrows subdues my mind
Crazy turns the heart and....flickers a smile✨

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And finally the 366 pages thick book gonna end in few moments....Just like we get connected to books....we do get connected to years..... this was indeed a pathatic year filled with number of heart breaks and tragedies...Yet it captured certain good memories....It taught us various things, introduced us to new ppl, lost hobbies revived and most importantly gave us a hoards of 'me' time....self discovery was another interesting thing.....

Come on...you too start counting the good things that happened to you..... let's begin the upcoming year with good memories...

Let's see how's is the next book titlled 2021.

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DUSK TO NIGHT

Here the crimson sun bids adieu
And the warblers return from their voyage
Enchanting looks the ruddy sky
With scattered scars of purple clouds.

The moon peeps out li'l by li'l
And the stars plunge out one by one
Darker and darker turns the sky
Placidness replaces the ruckus.

The cricket's whining breaks the silence
The tender Breeze Diffuses the tuberoses's fragrance
The aroma of the earthen lamp beneath the holy basil
Makes the atmosphere quite ecclesiastic.

As the night falls the mind feels serene
The arms of darkness eases all weariness.
Your presence can be felt in this ambience.
O thee magical divine creator....

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Wishing you all a very Happy Men's Day...
To all the Fathers whose sacrifice has always been ignored....to all the brothers who make sure that their siblings are the happiest...to all the sons who have relentlessly tried to bring the brightest smile to their parents face...to all the friends who have always supported and cherished the another....and to all the understanding husbands who have always been there by their wife's side.

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Adopting other's culture isn't wrong, forgetting yours own is.

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Poetry is not always written out of experience sometimes it can be written by trying to feel someone else's feelings.

So inorder to write a love poetry it's not necessary to be in a relationship.... what's necessary is to understand the concept of love. Reading books, listening songs, watching movies...helps individual to experience the idea of love...that kindles the heart and mind and inturn evoke poetic verses....

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Na khushi thi na gum tha
Phir v kyun ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.
Suraj muskura rahatha
Phool khil khila rahi thi
Badal geet gunguna rahethe
Paatiyan nach rahi thi.
Koyal ki ku ku se
Puri duniya chehek uthithi.
Rajnigandha ki khushbu se
Puri duniya mehek uthi thi.
Us roz kisi ajnabee se mulakat hui
Jinki soch kafi had tak barabar thi.
Kise pata tha ki
Ye shuruwat thi ek nayi dastaan ki.

Ye dastaan kafi anokhi thi
Jiski shuruwat hui thi mamuli baat cheet se.
Mohabbat ka zikar tak na tha
Magar dosti geheri hoti chali thi.
Dhire dhire panp raha tha atoot biswas
Aur badh rahi thi najdikiyan.
Adat si ban gaye the ek dusre ki
Himmat ban chuke the ek duje ki.
Sukoon milti thi ek dusre k sath
Mehesus karne lage the kuch khas.
Magar kehene se jhijhakte the
Kahin choot na jae ye sath.

Bit rahe the din
Ehesas ho rahe the dridh.
Ek duje k liye badh rahi thi izzat
Pyar ho rahi thi laali.
Tilmila raha tha dil
Mohabbat zahir karne k liye.
Agli chandni raat
Dono ne kia izhar.
Khusi k aansoo behegaye
Ghum the dono ek duje k bahon mai
Rab ne bhi v izazat de di hawa ki jhoke se
Ye mohabbat dek chand sitaren v sharma gaye.
Ye safar thi ajnabee se humsafar ki
Ye dastaan kafi anokhi thi.

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Na khusi thi, na gam tha
Phir v kyun ek ajib si bechaini thi.
Suraj muskura rahatha
Phool khil khila rahithi.
Badal geet gunguna rahetha
Paatiyan nach rahi thi.
Koyal ki ku ku se
Puri duniya chehek uthithi.
Rajnigandha ki khushbu se
Puri duniya mehek uthi thi.
Us roz kisi ajnabee se mulakat hui
Jinki soch kafi had tak barabar thi.
Kise pata tha ki
Ye shuruwat thi ek nayi dastaan ki.

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