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Every night is a Story.
Story, that stirs up my heart and dismantles the Brain.
The brain, which keeps coming up with Questions.
Questions too heavy, for my poor broken Heart.
Heart, which was so deeply in Love.
Love when, I always loved her,
Love which, she already was in, with someone else.

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There is no right or wrong time, to tell the right person how much you love them. Because right people are timeless!

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When my best friend suggests me to confess my feelings to the girl,
whom I love the most.

Me:

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खयालों की कश्मकश में,
एक धडा़ पट से बोला,
"कर दो इज़हार मोहब्बत का,
युं आशिकी में जुझना व्यर्थ हैं।

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बातों से उनकी हमें फुरसत नहीं मिलती,
आँख लग जाती हैं
और फिर भी बातें खतम नहीं होती।

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अबोल होते शब्द सारे,
पण परिस्तिथी सांगत होती.
एका सामान्य मध्यम वर्गीय कुटुंबाची,
आस बाकी होती.

रोजच्याच भासणाऱ्या संकटांशी
जणू सलोखा केला होता.
अन् उज्ज्वल भविष्याची उमेद बाळगून,
वर्तमानाशी तह केला होता.

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We too, love travelling,
Exploring places far & wide,
And what not, that makes us go,
Absolutely Avid.
But everytime we end up,
with a cancelled plan
And a bunch of reasons.
So Common, So Valid.

We too, secretely like,
the (lavish cars &) hi-fi bikes.
And never even express
the desire to have it.
We never ever ask for things luxurious,
Or the pocket heavy gadgets.
For we, have to keep an eye,
On the expenses & the running out of budgets.

With a simple thought of,
A better life for our parents, who have done
their part of hard yards foregoing.
And with (such) 'Mountainesque Expectations',
Way unrealistic at times.
We choose to keep going.

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