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23 JAN 2017 AT 1:57

मेरे कलेजे के दर्द में थोड़ा मसाला तो मिलाओ,
धीमी आँच पे इसे थोड़ा और तो पकाओ,
कलम की कलछुल से परोसो मेरे जज़्बात,
कागज़ की थाल पे फिर लिखी होगी एक आग।

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3 JAN 2019 AT 13:08

देस री माटी माथे धर के शहीद हो जावे वीर,
रण के बीच रणबीर लड़े धर हिवड़े में धीर,
म्हे सगला जद आनंद मनावां, वा मौत ने टीको काढें,
धरती री मर्यादा खातिर मिटे पूत ,मृत्यू नै गले लगावें,
जिस धरती ने अन्न दियो, जिसने दियो या प्राण,
उस धरती रे मान री खातिर बलि करे वा जान,
वा रक्षक मेरी धरती रा धोरा म्हारा देस रा मान।

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24 OCT 2018 AT 15:23

ये मैं जानता हूँ की तू डरा नहीं है।
बस एक जिम्मेदारी है, जिसके बोझ तले तू दबा है।

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11 OCT 2020 AT 14:07

Many many happy returns of the special day Sir …May you have a life ahead filled with great happiness,  joy, and great health always. I consider you as one of the biggest motivational and inspirational person in my life. My day starts with listening to the foot-tapping numbers of your film songs. I wish you the best of the best life ahead…God bless you always 🙂

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4 APR 2020 AT 17:26

Life

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11 JAN 2019 AT 12:29

"ಸಾಧನೆಯ ಹಾದಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ನಂದೂ ನಿರಂತರ ಪಯಣ.
ನನ್ನಲ್ಲೂ ತುಂಬಿ ಒಂದ್ಅಷ್ಟು ಧೈರ್ಯ"

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31 MAR 2019 AT 12:08

Somedays I'm torn
between wanting to be a sunflower
and breaking free like a wildflower.

But then who said
sunflowers can't grow in the wild?

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26 MAR 2017 AT 21:14

Fear finds solace in words,
And Words find shelter in hearts.
Our stories might have changed,
But our terror remains the same.

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26 AUG 2018 AT 17:05

We grew in the different soil,
belongs to the two different states of India.
For the world ,we are the branches of different trees.
But the secret is,
they don't know our souls are grafted together.
Whenever I felt loneliness,
I founded your hand on my head..
No one can be like you in this world..
MY SWEET BHAI.

From ,
Your Sweety

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2 OCT 2016 AT 4:10

I skipped a letter yesterday. In my defense, I was on a trek & there was no network. After return, my knees seemed spent & sleep slunk without warning. Ha, I'm explaining as if you await these letters everyday. Do you?

The highway looks deserted from the balcony. At this hour, you only find flocks of sheep marching blindly. 2-3 shepherds armed with a torch, a stick & a booming voice that speaks the sheep's tongue orchestrate the pack from behind. Often woolly pet dogs escort. If your car comes in front, the shepherds holler from faraway & the flock compresses in a snap, lending the car just enough space to navigate through scores of flourescent eyes.

I met one such shepherd during the trek. Perched on the top of the meadow, the herd scattered like carrom coins around, his eyes looked after me. I was slogging through the last mile. As I neared him, he yelped chalo, chalo. I felt like one of those carrom coins. Alas, he didn't know how hard I'd been struck. The knees bruised by the black mountain. The heart wounded by queen's rebound. In the bonfire yesterday night, the only thought left to humour my broken body was the name of your favourite pub. It was Strikers, wasn't it?

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