Whenever I have tried to build a castle of my dreams,
With the queen and her love being the greatest asset I possess,
Practicality has always used its battering ram to break my fervent imagination into incalculable pieces of bitter reality.

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Often the concepts of practicality stumble high
when it comes to love..

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Practicalists work to harness happy feelings
Philosophists work to summon happy feelings

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You wished to play in the mud as others play,
And its beyond imagination, how you persuaded
yourself to stay,

That disease of "haemophilia" took you away,
And brought the day you could not open your eyes and could
only lay

One,the day when you were lying on the ground,not opening your eyes,
And see!the day you are in my lap,singing your childish cries;

One,the day we lost you forever,
And see! the day God has given you back to do this again never,

That 'one.day' will always prick my heart,
Bt it is "God"who listened to our prays and the lost one has again got!!

I pray for your prosperous life my dear,
May all the hurdles of your path soon
get clear ;


A big thanks to God who blessed us with your return,
May God always take you to the right path,and never let you do anything wrong if you ever yern !!

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His relationship with her
Seemed like a betrayal..
When he chose to call it quits
Considering in practical light
The risk outweighed benefits
Not for him, but for her..

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// Liberation //

Sitting alone here in the balcony of my room for this trip, all I can see is lights shimmering at a distance. Yes, there's not much you can expect from a town that doesn't have even a railway station of its own. Wait, I can even see the river nearby due to the reflection it offers to the black sky and trees nearby. Playing "Phir Le aaya dil" on my cell, the state of my mind has moved to a phase in which I've let go of more attachments then what I gained in last two years. How contrary to not think of anyone while listening to such a song only because you feel yourself undeserving?

I was asked "Who's the winner?"
"Time." I answered.

It's not like I have a contest or war with it. But how often one has to give up a 'right', the one he found after a long time, something that's way too rare, just because he can't keep up with it?

It's excruciating. Not the feeling of something leaving you, but the feeling of having your hands tied with a rope of practicality, a rope that signifies what's right. A rope that respects someone's choice.

You want to cry, shout at the top of your lungs but you eventually end up shutting that feeling deep in a grave.

(Caption)

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Pins and needles. A dot in red.
You encrypted your memory on my skin, till it decays.

And I ask you what it's worth?

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इश्क़ निभाने में कोई हद न हो, लोगों की कही है,
दिमाग़ लगाना हो ग़र, तो ये दुनियादारी भी सही है।

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The old me was used to practicality..
Which always ignore the word emotionality...





The new me love everyone....
Portrait the life...
Nd try to get some fun....

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