She is not a girl found in histories,
But a Queen in his stories..!!

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उसकी अदाओं ने होश उड़ा दिए,
वरना सख्त तो हम भी कुछ कम नहीं थे..
#hisstories

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Seven days make a week,
I will tell you my husband's trick.
During weekdays, he'll be busy,
Keeps a check that I don't go crazy.
Promises to be a helping hand,
My wish would be his command.
As the weekday passes by,
He wishes to give his friends high-five.
He calls me as his favorite brand,
Spends his weekends with his friends.
At the end, when he comes to me,
Curiously tells me what did he see.
When he finds me to be vexed,
Starts to plan what to do next.
Not a good actor, he already knows,
He is too smart is what he shows.
"Baby-da, Shonu-da" gives me sugary names
Acting innocent he plays his games!

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From her name in his contact list..
To her name as his password..
She became a priority for him..
#hisstories

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He said his father is like vizag weather soo cool to start with
Turns to sunny side up
like hot at once and then
shatters every thing like the strong winds...do
takes by storm in his anger and
oozes all the love on us with
The scenic cool swaying in the evening with soothing waves patting!!!
Reset@readagain!!!!

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He keeps quite, doesn't utter a word infront of her about his feelings for her,

It's not because his feeling are not real,
But it's because he don't find right words which can express his feelings for her..

Some feelings cannot be explained in words..

#hisstories

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तुम्हारी सुबह में तुम्हारी शाम में,
तुम्हारे दिल में तुम्हारे नाम में,
तुम्हारी आँखों में तुम्हारी सांसों में
रमा मैं हूं..
ढूंढना हो मुझे तो कोई बस तुम्हें ढूंढ ले,
जहां तुम हो
वहां मैं हूं..
#hisstories

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He loves talking to her,
Even if he has nothing to say..
Sometimes words doesn't matter,
But she does for him..
#hisstories

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He always wants to say "I love you"
But he keeps it limited to "Good Night"
#hisstories

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He acts like everything is good. Makes people laugh. Laughs at random jokes of peoples. Does silly and random things.
Lives a normal life. A carefree life.
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He goes home. Takes off his mask.
Feels alone. Tired. Empty. And broken.
Takes pills to sleep. Wraps his arms with blankets and pillows.
Screams silently at the every freaking nights.
So, he has his own versions. One for himself. One for the so called people around him. Only if, they literally care. If they really knew.
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Actually, he is what they want. And, that's OKEY!

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