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Love across the cities

“Hello, Rihaan? Are you listening?” The voice acted as a hammer to my mirrored orb.

“Hey, How are you?” I abruptly ended recollecting the beautiful memories.

“Can we talk for a while please?” He insisted.

“Yes, Go on!” I replied out of disinterest.

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My dear brother,
So, Should I say a friend or a brother?
A brother, we are beyond friendship
And it's been two solid years at present.
I agree, I cannot even cross the economy speed while driving.
I know, I throw tantrums at you.
However, you are always present each day to spend a part of your time
With me.
I never thought of us being so close to each other
And sharing each and every minute detail and weird opinions.
From mocking on while making reports of our retarding future
To ensuring it for our life partners and children.
I can close my eyes while trusting you
And I can walk miles for you.
You helped me to gather the real me
By presenting me the confidence
And a life which is now carefree.
Thank you is not a big enough word
To thank you enough
For bringing out the positivity in me.
I wish I could give you
The costliest gift on this day
Simply, I would prefer to dedicate
These words to you
For the sake of our friendship
For our brotherhood
For your musical accompaniment.
Your brother,

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Personal Diary?




Yourquote?

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क्षण उस लौ कि तरह हैं जो कुछ पल उजाला फैलाने के बाद काली स्याह रातों में विलीन हो जाते हैं।
लोग ढुंढते रह जाते हैं वो क्षण पर ये नहीं सोचते कि हर काली रात की शुरुआत एक नयी सुबह से होती है।
क़ाबू में रख लिया उन अंघेरो को तो मुर्दा क्षण भी फिर से जिवीत हो जाते है।

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As I walked into the room
Sweet fragrance lingered around
The night was soulful and calm
Her desire boisterous and bewitching
Thirsty and strange.

Got an eyeful of that shape
Perfectly draped
In subtle fabric of silk
Inviting me towards my beloved.

Fingers I lay upon
On her flesh getting cadaverous
While face felt warmth, soul embraced
Her underthings laced with sleek escapades.

Bed-linen wrinkled and the passionate waves
Their hands intertwined letting no air escape
The soul got buried in chaotic chase
Raging like fire and now deluging rain.

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My city is less elegant and glorified,
As every night in dreams I fantasized.

The city I see is fenced in by,
With wires of love and fascinating sky.

The essence of environ makes me high,
Birds are safe and they happily fly.

The smog is misty, and no dust out.
City appears green beyond any doubt.

Litters were properly placed inside the garbage pail,
River flowed down looked like, A blue jewel.

As soon as I open my eyes,
The scene I see makes me petrified.

The honking horns and the dusty cloud,
The ear bleeds and lung chokes out.

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Reason of molestation -
1. People say they wear revealing clothes.
2. They lure boys.
3. Men dwells in the world of domination they need to prove their masculinity.
4. Women should stay at home as they are born to work in kitchen.

Inspite of being a man I say fault is ours.
Make a stay away zone and run if you feel disrespected. Even if he is someone close , Disagree Respectfully and move.

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कैसे कहते कितना प्यार था तुमसे,
ना तुमने ईजाज़त दि ना हमने हिम्मत कि।
कह देते तो शायद आज दिल में मलाल ना रहता,
तुम भी खुश रहती और दिल तनहा ना होता।
मिले कभी जो वक्त याद करना ज़रूर,
फिर मिलें किसी दुनिया में और ना हो कभी दूर।

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A lie
Extracts the truth'
From a flinched body
And disturbed soul,
Rouge touched.

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