In school, there was a guy beside me. I used to call him Italian.
Kyunki woh mere ‘pasta’.
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तुमसे मोहब्बत और चाय से यारी
बस इतनी सी ही है मेरी दुनियांदारी🥰-
#InnocentLetters
Hi,
Its been more than a year I last wrote to you. And I'm confused what to write next. Where have I been? Where have you been? Where have we been? And I have an answer to none of these.
We met once after I wrote my last letter to you. Today again, I saw that picture we clicked that night and after years, a teardrop found its way out of my body. That evening was simply the best and so beautiful. Your favorite pasta and a walk in the park near your place. I sang to you, with you, the world listened. You walked, I followed. I never wanted to stop. I didn't want to leave for the other city on my route. I wanted to stay and just look at you, just listen to you speak, roll your eyes and be the expressive chirpy self you are.
I could and can help you cross the roads all the time. One way, I get to hold your hand. Your touch, I can't seem to forget how it felt. But I just blew up everything, didn't I? I don't know how but I just did that by doing nothing at all.
But.... I'll come to your city again for 'Us' has to happen.
I need a home. I need you. I need you as my home.-
She threw away the freshly ordered pasta for her mother's home made khichadi.
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हम देख रहे थे उनका रास्ता जिनको नहीं हमसे कोई वास्ता।
चलो हम भी बदल लेते हैं रास्ता और खा लेते हैं थोड़ा सा पास्ता।।-
Problems ka Pahad
Mere picche pada
Meri Zindagi ka kissha Tha
Bohot bada Mai Chala tha usko dikhane Rasta Magar
Tabhi Khane ko Mil Gaya
WHITE SOUCE PASTA 🍝-
I hope to put you in a dilemma one day;
White sauce pasta or my writing-
Which one to keep,
to savour the last bit of, for last?-
I FAIL in love with you.
Otherwise may PASTA.
Ab tu hi yeh mujhko Bata de,
CHOWMEIN ya nahin.-