Dil toothna zaruri hai
Dil dukhna zaruri hai
Dil bikharna zaruri hai
Na huya, toh tum khud ko kaise dhundoge?

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Tara: Did your heart love him?
Jessie: (giggles) Yes
Tara: What about your mind? Did your mind adore his?
Jessie: (confused) Umm I think so. I thought heart was sufficient for love.
Tara: Dude, you can’t be serious?! Why would you want to be with someone when you are not sure if your mind likes his. I told you like million times not to forget to ‘think with your heart and love with your mind’.
Silly girl, when will you learn?! Tch tch..

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You can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be saved.
Wants to burry themselves in pain..
Who wants to think that there is no option left
Who wants to feel that there is no purpose to live.
No person to love.
You cannot save them.
Stop chasing someone to save,
as in no time you will loose yourself in it!

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Be the stars
To guide yourself home,
Home: even if it’s broken
Break it more,
So that it can no more be ripped
For its lovely to be a part of a
ripped cage,
You can no longer be tamed.

Welcome home!

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How many stories do you hide
Between your lips,
With the wide beautiful curve
How many heart do you heal,
Between the cracks of your eyes
With the doe eye sparkle
How many tales do you see

With the pen in your grip
Only then do you tell your tale?
Or is it another side of your fairy tale…

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It kept blinking when everyone was tucked in their bed
The Ray of light
For the wayward
The Ray of hope
For the homeless
Sunshine, for the small indefinite beings
Confidence, for the kid looking out from his window

During the rain, it was lonely though..
The homeless, wayward, insects and kid
Didn’t need him anymore..
However it glowed, this time for itself!

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“I want to be free like a bird, fly high up in the sky”.
We all must have said that once in our life.

When you see a bird, you see them fly.
However we miss to see how they struggle to survive.
When it rains, when it thunders, when there’s a famine...
We hide under the roof no longer desiring to fly.
Under a leaf, in a crack or in an old balcony shade,
They try to survive their so “desirable” lives.
Next morning with the rise of the light,
they see their month’s turmoil destroyed in pieces..
No trace of their home nor their child.

Living at the mercy of humans, their lives revolves.
Still we feel the grass on the other side looks greener, freer and evolved.
When you desire to be a bird,
Don’t wish to fly high but wish to have the strength to recreate,
Wish not to be afraid of the indestructible nature of universe,
Wish to be strong enough to digest the adversities,
Wish to be the bird of reality!

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1. This is not worth my anger.
2. I may turn out to be the Hulk 🤢😳

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Will you still love me
When there will be no curves
But just memories

When there will be no beard
But just fallen hair
Will you still love me?

When the hands shake
And lips tremble
Will you kiss it to stop?

When our friends go to party
Will you stay by my side
To help me with my month end project?

When the hot girl next door
Knocks on the door for a drink to share
Will you not let her sit on my side of the couch?
Will you text me, you love me?

When you buy our house
By the mountains
Will you keep a window for our sunsets
And balcony for our sunrise

Will you still choose to love me
If you saw me in the literature class again?
Will I be able to love you all over again..

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It would say the untold story of the Dawn..
Where two meet, to go un-together.
The forlorn story of the Sun and the moon..
Which we want to listen but not to believe.

The fear of polarity, doesn’t allow us to see the beauty of similarity.
The tale of dark, being apart..
just in the hope of seeing another from afar.
Oh moon, don’t be subtle anymore..
You are more charmed than anyone ever told you before.
Stop the time and hold your precious..
Little do they know the burns on you are from your one and only ‘Ray of hope’.

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