Yeh pyar bhi kya ajab cheez hai
Use kisi aur ka hote huye dekhkar bhi apna samajhti hai
Jo teri naseeb me do pal ki khushi na likh sakaa
Kambakht usi ke liye jaan nisaar hai...-
Life after death of a person : A choir of memories that remain in the hearts of his close ones till they breathe their last
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Zindagi ki kitaab par tajurbe ki syahi se apni jeevan gaatha sabhi likhte hain...
Khushiyan bhare panno pe dard bhari muskaan ka zikr bhi nahi karte hain...
Toh kya hua agar sabhi rishte mukammal na ho toh...
Aksar behad khushi dene wale hi ghum k baadal lekar aate hai...
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Sometimes it's good to embrace pain...
It gives you the power to endure what others can't see and you can't speak....
It gives you a virtual metric scale to rate and compare your sufferings and pain, everytime with the hope that the next episode might be less painful than this....
It has a positive side too--a faint wind of happiness will be able to make you cheerful again because you've seen worse...
Once you understand pain and once you're comfortable with it, you are abled enough to face any challenge no matter what comes.-
Aye dil tujhe ijazat nahi...
Jo bhula na sake, aisi mohabbat na karna
Jisko paa na saka tu, uski ibadat na karna
Ishq tera mukammal ho zaruri toh nahi
Aise nakaam dillagi ki tujhe ijazat nahi
Aye dil tujhe ijazat nahi...
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She stood at the door
Watching the love of her life walk away
Years of togetherness
dreams of happily ever after
Had come to an end…
"Will you be mine?" He had asked
Amazed she stood,
her heart pounding like never before
"Yes", she had beamed with joy
While her pure little heart
rejoiced to the tune of love…
Six years had passed since then
promises and commitments
Acceptance and rejections
Had been in the way
Yet their love as pure as a dew
Flourished like a green bay tree…
Until the day came
The day when he asked her parents
That he wanted to grow old with her
That he had found his soulmate in her
That her smile will be his priority
That he wants to marry her…
She stood there
At her husband's place now
Looking at her daughter
Her eyes filled with tears
As she watches her lover
Walk past the door …
History had repeated itself…
Caste had once again separated two birds ...
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Don't know if it is the magic of the night
Or that distant star which is shining bright...
I can still feel your lips touching mine
And the shivers that used to run down my spine...
That smell of your perfume still surrounds me
Intoxicated and helpless as i could be...
Your fingers that used to trace my bare frame
A single touch that sparked the flame...
With every kiss, there was a spark
Like the thunderstorm hitting the dark...
And suddenly I saw that shooting star
And I wished you were near than where you are...
A drop of tear rolled down my cheek
For you are the one who makes me weak!!
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A handsome Punjabi munda proposing a bengali meye....
"Ahh! That's only possible in Bollywood movies!" I used to say...
Until it happened to me this fine day...
It wasn't love at first sight,
It was just the magic of one night...
A conversation that lasted long,
A bonding that grew strong...
He wanted my answer in 'yes' or 'no'
And all I could say was..."I need to go"
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16th October ...in the late 90's
Early morning at around 1:30 A.M....
A normal delivery was done and a baby girl was born....2.2kgs, lean and thin...
A FATHER was born that day!
When everone was mourning the birth of a girl child in the family...the FATHER rejoiced her birth!
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