A short story - " Hanuman Jayanti"

They were talking in evening ,

He- what R u doing
She- I'm cooking
Pudi, paneer's vegitable and kheer.

He-wow, ( he felt her purity, happiness, love and blessings that God given her to him)

After many years
On this auspicious day
He still thought
that she was cooking same things
With same happiness nd emotions....

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REWIND THE TAPE

Once upon a time, there was a man named Jack,
Who often wished he could rewind life back.
He sat by his fire, lost in deep thought,
Dreaming of moments that he had sought.

Jack wanted to go back to days of old,
When life seemed simpler, stories untold.
Friends by his side, laughter in the air,
No worries or burdens, nothing to bear.

As he sat there, lost in his reverie,
He realized life's not about what used to be.
It's about today, the moments we live,
The joy that we take, the love that we give.

He decided then, with a newfound grace,
To cherish each moment, every embrace.
For life's like a tape that never rewinds,
But it's filled with memories of all kinds.

So Jack embraced life, with all its delight,
Living each day, making things right.
No more wishing to rewind the tape,
Just living each moment, no need to escape.

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COME BACK SOON

Oh, Dear, come back soon to me,
Like the sunrise over the peaceful sea.

Your absence leaves a void, a silent plea,
For your laughter and warmth to set me free.

In memories, I find solace, fleeting as the moon,
Yet nothing compares to your presence, Is my blessing.

The days drag on, a lonely, endless Emotion,
Yearning for your return, like flowers crave the monsoon.

With each passing moment, a whispered prayer,
For the joy of your company, so rare.

Come back soon, oh dear one, do not wait or delay,
For in your presence, darkness fades away.

Like the gentle rain after a drought's cruel sting,
Your return would make my heart dance and sing.

Oh, Dear, come back soon to me,
Complete again, our bond set free.

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STRANGER'S AGAIN

I never thought we'd become strangers someday,
Meeting again, yet why do we feel like strangers today?

Our paths crossed once with laughter and delight,
Now distant, like stars that once shared the same night.

Moments shared, memories we used to hold so dear,
Now lost in echoes, fading whispers we strain to hear.

Time's gentle touch or life's unpredictable game,
Led us to this place, where things don’t seem the same.

The smiles we wore, now hidden in a mask of unknown,
Heartbeats once synchronized, now dance alone.

Yet in this quiet separation, a truth remains untold,
That love's essence lingers, more resilient than gold.

For even as strangers, a flicker of recognition may ignite,
Remnants of a bond that once shone so bright.

So let us not mourn the distance or the bygone days,
But cherish the moments, in different hues and ways.

For in this journey of strangers, there's a lesson to gain,
Love endures, even if we find ourselves strangers again.

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"THE CANVAS OF DREAMS"


In the quiet whispers of hope,
I trace gentle brushstrokes on an awaiting canvas,
Dreams shimmering in every stroke,
Stories yearning to unfurl.

Each brushstroke whispers secrets,
Of journeys waiting to be embraced,
Colors, vibrant and tender,
Crafting a masterpiece of emotions untold.

Embracing uncertainties with courage,
Every stroke, every word, a melody of creation,
Resonating through the tapestry of time,
A harmonious dance of dreams and reality.

Embarking on this sacred journey,
Heart intertwined with bravery and truth,
The canvas of dreams beckons,
A reflection of our shared hopes and aspirations.

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जीवन को क्या जीवन कहना..
मुर्दों से भी बद्तर रहना..
लड़ना झगड़ना बस्ती बस्ती..
मानवता का मिटा के हस्ती..
छीना झपटी चोर बजारी..
दाने दाने को मारा मारी..
अपनों का अपनों से गद्दारी..
धन दौलत सब से हैं प्यारी..
निर्बल को दिन रात कुचलना..
प्यार बोल कर सब को छलना..
दया, धर्म की बात न करना..
बात बात पर बात बदलना..

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Jisse tumhe pyaar hai
Jise tum sbse pehle mante ho
agar wahi tumhe aakhri me chune
Toh tum bhi uske sath kyu ho??
Tum bhi apni priorities ko badlo
Apne bare me socho
Koi apne hisse ki Khushi jee raha h
Toh tum apne hisse ki Khushi kyu nahi jee sakte..??

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आँखों की नज़र से जगत देखा,
ख्वाबों की दुनिया में खो जाती।
सपनों की छाया में रंगती,
हर पल नयी कहानी लिखती।

आँखों की नज़र से देखा संसार,
मुस्कानों की बारिश में भीग जाती।
दर्द और खुशी की कहानी,
हर रोज़ नए रंग में लिखती।

आँखों की नज़र से छुआ ज़िंदगी को,
सुंदरता का जादू बिखेरतें जाती।
हर नज़र एक कविता कहती है,
सच्चाई की राह पर चली जाती।

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