To display your Weakness with all honesty.
Is actually your biggest strength.

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Maybe Im too many stories to fit in just one soul,
Thus this overflowing sweet chaos.

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Jubaan apni vich lafz eda sajde ne,
Jidda khub sajdi aa koi dulhan apne vyah de jodey che.


Jubaan apni vich lafz eda lagde ne,
Jidda ghar de khu da paani.

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Because my dreams are wide awake

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I get happy thinking about the days when a new Month meant only changing the Month in the date section of the blackboard in our classrooms,
And not deadlines,rents ,bills and new challenges waiting to grind us.

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While they were busy fixing the false ceilings of their pent houses,
I was here laying the absolute foundation of my freelancing skies.

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People fight over green and saffron,
Sadly they fail to realise both these colours are indispensable
for our National Flag.

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Do good deeds in secret,
Else do not call it a good deed at all,

Have guts to show your hurt and dislikes
Or let the invisible burns create dozen holes in your soul,

Live your beautiful moments in private,
Or know that you are trading your moments with all,

Shrink your friend list from social media to the chambers of yout heart
You will then truly have plenty of fingers to wipe your tears when you are sore.

Instill faith in your hearts,
You'll need temples or religion no more.

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Im a very Ordinary woman,
With ridiculously ordinary dreams,
I yearn one meal with my family everyday,
Love to water the plants in my garden and crave to watch them bloom,
I aim to make myself a perfect after-work cup of ginger tea,
I dont ever want to miss a single opportunity to tell my loved ones
how much they mean to me,
Want to travel to places where it rains often,
And walk barefoot on sand which shimmers like gold,
Hold his hand so often that he knows he is never alone,
Want to watch my children make choices of art,science or business on their own,
I want to free myself from any submissions,
And want to spend endless nights gazing at the stars until its dawn.

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I find hope
Here and there,
In the weirdest of places,
So hard to explain to anyone of you,
Like in a wall coveted with mosses,
That purple flower peeking from one of its cracked crevices gives me hope
In a dead traffic jam garlanded with vehicles and smoke,
The little boy who is swiftly selling roses gives me hope,
I find hope in a stenching fish market full of noises,
For it gives me happiness that somewhere in the corner of this city a sumptuous meal will be served
I find hope in that old lady's eyes,
Who sits every afternoon in the balcony to observe every passerby in her locality,
I find hope a pile of old and abandoned books,
For they carry imprints of a dozen souls.

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