ख़त ख्वाहिशों के कितने लिखता रहा हूं अक्सर,
कशमकश में भेजने की पिसता रहा हूं अक्सर।

खामोश सी जुबानें, कुछ बोलती खामोशियों को,
अल्फ़ाज़ देके रुह के, मैं गुनता रहा हूं अक्सर।

बेरुखी नज़र की, तक़रार कुछ चाहतों से,
कभी नज़्म कभी रुबाई लिखता रहा हूं अक्सर।

मिट नहीं सके हर बार लफ्ज़ लिखकर,
कहने की ख्वाहिशों में मिटता रहा हूं अक्सर।

हस्ती नहीं है मेरी, 'उदय' हसरत भरे जहां में,
चलता सा साथ सबके दिखता रहा हूं अक्सर।

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पीने बैठे हो चुपचाप पी लो क्या हुआ नमकीन में आज पिस्ता नहीं फिर भी पी रहे हैं ना तुम्हारे साथ पहले वाला जो रिश्ता नहीं

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The smile :

He : What would you like to have ??
She : (with a big smile) I'll have one Californian Pistachio !!!
He : (taken aback by a surprise) Oh !! That way !! I'll have one Belgium Chocoholic then !!!

The author of "Anusha Ashtonished !!!" who was sitting in another table with a Belgium Chocoholic, had a big smile on his face !! And that's pride !!

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❤If you called me kizz and never you tease... If you called me kizz i never you tease... .. I give to piece of  dil and make attetion toward deals..💓

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Pista

As soon as her mother saw her, she brought out a container of Pista saying, " whenever I see pistas I remember you a lot, how much you would eat it moni specially during Diwali, have it, it's for you."

"Oh no... I don't want," said moni being a little disconnected.

"Why? You have to finish it. It's for you." the weight in mother's voice was so much that she felt more disconnected now and began to wonder Where's the love for pista has disappeared? There were so many things she had loved before her marriage. May be, this is the way it happens with everyone. Old love fades away into a still world, where the memory of that love is freezed forever.

Now she ate Pista, not out of her love for it but because her mother remembered.... That she loved pista.

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പിസ്ഥാച്ചിയോ

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