Using “yaar” to address strangers on the internet is the Hindi version of “Hello dear”.

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More often than not, unsolicited advice givers have their own life up in flames. You are not a Phoenix my friend, just a sadist who would like to see the whole world burn.

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If Game of Thrones was set in India, the biggest controversial figure would be the Night King. After all, he could have only resurrected Christians and Muslims. It would have been fun to watch the political debate, Indian public bickering over it and demanding reservations in the Night King’s Army. The country which boasts of secularism snaps so easy, it’s ironic.

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They said you became
a star in the night sky.
I believe them now love,
since I saw you blink
with every twinkle.

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You metamorphosed a sceptic into a lover.
You my darling are truly a miracle-maker.

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Ofcourse there isn’t space for anything else, since you already are full of yourself.

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Definition differences-

Social people define BFF as Best Friends Forever.

Asocial people define BFF as Beer Football Food.

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Our blood boiled for a day, or maybe a week? It’s hard to remember with the headlines changing to a celebrity’s adorable son or another one’s marriage. That’s all the rage, all the disgust we could afford for that little eight year old. We wrote poems, we shared pictures, we shared articles. Even marched a day or two. But that’s all we are capable of. Who did we think we are? A country? A democracy? Where law exists? Where the people have the power? We are none. We are just media-coverage hungry spineless self proclaimed patriots. Who let our daughters be mistreated. Who let our children be raped. Even an insect’s
Attention span is higher and we dare call ourselves
Human. We aren’t. We are back to being animals. No wait, that’s not true. Animals protect their
Young ones fiercely. We aren’t capable of that. We are the species who have been turned into monsters. Our demons out in the open. We couldn’t care less for anything or anyone. Dante said there are seven levels of hell - one for each sin. I think even hell will outcast us, I have lost the count of sins we have committed. Maybe a new one altogether is waiting for us. Maybe then we will change? If at all we can.

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You've got some people in your life, who once entered your life, you knew, would never leave. Some acquaintances, some friends, some more than friends. They are not your best friends, maybe. But they know certain things about you that nobody knows. They might be unaware of your favorite movie or color, but know exactly how your eyes would behave when you’re happy or sad. They know what exactly would have made you write a poem. You don’t meet them often, you don’t miss them all the time, but you know how certain moments remind you of them. Whenever you laugh loudly, they know exactly how vulnerable you are to certain things. They are not around you, but just a thought of losing them scares the shit out of you. They've been your partners in crimes nobody knows of. They have shared your guilt. They’re far. They’re close. They’re dark and lovely like secrets.

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In the desert of life, the mere mirage of your love fuels my existence.

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