The last person to leave the party entertains everyone.
The end part of a Cornetto probably holds the best of taste.
The last bencher student can write one more sentence admist the teacher collecting all test copies.
The person wishes you at last on your birthday is a human diary to listen how your day went on.
You remember every tiny details about the last day of school when nostalgia hits you hard.
That one phrase said by our late loved ones is still engraved in our heart.
The last catch might be the game-changer.
After the last step of stairs there comes a beautiful view.
Your last attempt for your dream job comes with utmost dedication.
You re-read the climax of your favourite fiction.
31st of December comes with a hope and determination.
The song you choose to listen before you sleep calms you down.
That one hug before departure still makes you feel their presence.
Weekends are the semi-colons of life; to pause a little.
The conclusion holds clarity.
The valedictory ceremony comes with gratitude.
You can be the first love of anyone,
but what about staying with someone till the end of life ?
Of course "Well begun is half done"
but what about "All is well that ends well ?"-
To everyone,
who keep searching for love in the wrong places,
or who found love without asking for it,
to the people who are still a hopeless romantic,
those who are waiting for love to knock their hearts,
those who are unaware how special they are,
those who don't believe in love anymore,
those who are feeling a little less loved today,
May you find love in someone or within you.
Happy Valentine's Day 💌
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मिट्टी कहां बताती है वो जड़ों को कस के पकड़ा है
अदरक पता नहीं कब चाय में घुल जाता है !
नदियां धीरे से बह जाया करते हैं समंदर के तरफ़
चुपचाप प्यार करते रहने का ये भी तो तरीका है ।।
पौधा कहां बताता है बारिश को वो खिल उठा है
आकाश धरती के तरफ़ पता नहीं कब से नज़रें झुकाए बैठा है !
फूल खिल जाया करते हैं ईश्वर की कदम चूमने को
चुपचाप प्यार करते रहने का ये भी तो तरीका है ।।
अल्फाज़ एक दुसरे से मिलके कविता बन जाती हैं
तस्वीरें कहते हैं क्या वो कितने यादें संजोते हैं ?
किताबें इंतज़ार मैं पड़े रहते है किसी के छुए जाने की
चुपचाप प्यार करते रहने का ये भी तो तरीका है ।।
मां कहां बताती है वो कब से थक चुकी है
पापा भी तो नहीं बताते की पैसे अभी थोड़े कम हैं ।
भाई रो लेता है छुप के बहन की बिदाई में
चुपचाप प्यार करते रहने का ये भी तो तरीका है ।।
--Satabdi Pradhan
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Dear December,
You are like the feet of the year who is burdened
with the disappointment of unticked bucket list,
many untold apologies,
the long lost memories,
confessions that is left unsaid,
places that remained unvisited.
You carry the tag of old,
freezing and annoying cold
The restlessness of a goodbye,
the unachieved goals that still makes me cry.
You are counted by the mistakes,
the shattered dreams, failure and the heartbreak.
But...
You come with Santa that fulfills all wishes,
The warmth of morning sun that hits the sleepy faces.
You come with joy of home coming,
with the excitement of another new year's planning.
You are the leisure for the busy-bee,
My favourite excuse to have one more cup of tea.-
Winter comes. We take out winter
clothes from the shelf. Sometimes,
it doesn't fit us and we say it's been
shorter or smaller, where as the
reality is we keep growing older
or taller throughout a year.
Likewise, not all pain end.
Not every problem has a
permanent solution to it.
We just get used to it.
We get a larger view about the pain,
the heartbreak, the failure and we grow.-
Your favourite musical instrument. The antique piece you bring from a trip. The pleats of your dream Lehenga. Your newborn baby in your arm. Your first trophy on the stage. That huge gifted earrings. That manly hand. All volumes of your favourite book. A plate full of food on a Sunday brunch. The resting head of your loved ones on your shoulder.
Not every weight you carry is heavy. Some make you feel lighter at heart.
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मिट्टी कहां बताती है वो जड़ों को कस के पकड़ा है
अदरक पता नहीं कब चाय में घुल जाता है,
नदियां धीरे से बह जाया करते हैं समंदर के तरफ़
चुपचाप प्यार करते रहने का ये भी तो तरीका है !
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