Yeh nafrato'n ki nasal hai,
Muhabbat ke qisso'n se chaunk jaati hai.-
Sighing at the bulging belly, she mourned at her unusable wardrobe, the gowns were crammy, the frocks didn't match and she sulked at her dismal state as she swivelled and turned to browse through the saggy chunks disrupting her appearance. He stared at her hustle from the doorway and said, "You bled and bled throughout your puberty and adolescence. You shred and screamed, you almost died and survived. You steamed through relentless agony so that I could continue my heirloom. I have only been a spectator throughout our baby's birth and if you ask me now about your body, all I can say is that I won't let a small chunk of fat change my mind about someone so beautiful." Their baby girl grasped invisible molecules from the air and rattled the cradle.
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Be the Perfect Blend of Attitude, Compassion Grace & Tenderness....
It's the Divine Beauty that steal the Hearts...-
Teri galiyo mein gede,bit gyi baat,hoyi reet purani
apni hi jubani,
likhta firuu teri hi khani,
Nyi duniya, nye sarey logg,
niyat loggo ki whi puranii
Achaa bura jesa bhi bna,
khuda sb teri mehrbani🙏-
Put all the labels down and then you can see you are a mere human being with billions of other and no matter how powerful you are, you won't exist in the next century so be kind and compassionate with everyone.
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Compassion is what
makes the difference
between good and
a bad healer!-
भोली आंखें से भूक और प्यास टपक रही थी
नन्ही सि लौ उम्मीद रोटी की लगाए दमक रही थी
वहशी दुनिया ये कब की बुझ जाती
पर उस मासूम की आस में इतनी रोशनी थी
कि पूरी कायनात उसकी चेहरे में चमक रही थी-
It was a vacation break during her Post Graduation years when she chose to serve in hospitals as a volunteer. She walked into the corridors of Ramachandra Medical College and Hospital, Chennai. In one of the wards was a guy around 26 years of age, an orthopaedic case, needing someone to remove the bedpan. He seemed visibly distressed. With no 'aaya' or nurse in sight, the chic looking girl, merely 21 years of age, began cleaning him and did him a great turn in ridding him of his distress. She happened to be a Management graduate from IIM, Bangalore. Little did she realise that the guy was an alumni of the same Institution. Rest is history...
COMPASSION IS DIVINITY-
The vanishing lusters,
Of her dismounting hair,
Her agonizing flusters,
At the sight of a stair.
Those wrinkled eyes,
Gleam with a beady dew,
As her memories slice,
Through the days I grew.
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Tu bilkul chaand ki tarah h..
Noor bhi ...
Gurur bhi..
Or....
Door bhi !
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