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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My one line life story:
A deep sea diver, occasionally bubbling out harmonious thoughts, gliding deeper and deeper to attain the treasure of tranquility.

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Biologically, men have stable emotions as opposed to the ambivalent feelings churning inside a woman. At a moment, men can only submerge themselves in one of the emotions ranging from anger, elation and sadness. But, when a throbbing newborn baby is handed over to the father for the first time, for a split second, the father is rendered speechless due to the turbulent wave of emotions amassing him, emotions that range from anxiety, fear, sadness, kindness, compassion, love, curiosity, enthusiasm and an eternal euphoria.

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A dire fever renders our taste buds futile. We quiver and groan at the convulsions, burying ourselves in layers and layers of chivalrous blankets while swallowing flavorless foods. The sweetest taste of our realm, is explored by us during those vulnerable hours, a taste so nectarous and exquisite, so sensitive and compassionate, a taste called 'kindness' of our parents.

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A novelist suffering from the harrowing inertness of writer's block doesn't have to go far away to crack back the creative juices. A proximate railway station or an airport would suffice by dousing him with the raw emotions displayed by the vulnerable humans indulged in sobbing departures or blazing arrivals.

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Most relationships plunge down because of the ineffective intimacy. Majority of the men fail to understand the towering necessity of foreplay. During sex, they are selfish, they do things that pleases only them and this leaves their partners feeling flustered and worthless. Only a tender character will caress her, cuddle her, snuggle her, fondle with her delicate arms, pet her shoulders, embrace her slowly, peck on her cheeks, smooch her lips until numbness, cling her tightly, clasp her chin and snog her passionately, absorb the warmth around her neck, praise her softness and squeeze her into a lustrous infatuation.

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बहुत मना के सोना पड़ता हैं दिल को ,

तुम्हारा वाला तारा कल रात ज़रूर चमकेगा ।

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One of the most crucial regrets of human beings occur right after they wake up, drenched and breathless, following a clashing dream. The abrupt consciousness of reality slaps hard and the gasping dreamer feels an intense dissatisfaction due to his erratic actions towards her in the dream. This induces the dreamer to turn towards their partners and embrace them and that's why on odd mornings you'd find yourself buried under his arms for no plausible cause. A guy, who endeavors to keep her dreamy projections in elation by cuddling with the real her, towers the charts of galactic romance.

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Ripping torments induces creativity in the human intellect. A prime example is resoundingly audible in the delivery ward of every hospital. Fertile women, baffled between the cramps and maladies of delivering a baby, often cuss and curse loudly at their husbands and the nurses around them. Those creatively crafted-advanced-level profanities, renders the onlookers speechless, as they witness the making of one of the most crucial art in the history of mankind, the creation of a mother.

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Here's an excerpt from a ladybug,
Who lost her wings in a stormy tug,
She was tossed out, out of her crews,
She wailed and went on a wingless cruise,
The stomping beats of the human feet,
Terrified her, throughout her feat,
Her tiny legs quivered on the tarred plain,
She gawked at the sky, at a riotous plane,
A small shadow, caught her sight,
As she stared at a dandelion in flight,
The winds gushed in a wavy way,
Dandelion danced in a helpless stray,
She hurried and tugged at the leaf,
To free the dandelion from its grief,
And hence began their romantic days,
Leaving her crews in a jealous haze,
And hence began a complex love story,
A wingless ladybug with a floral glory.

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