Kaise kahu bekasoor hoo main
Jab dil ke hatho mazboor hoo main
Log ginaate rahe hai galtiya meri
Khud ko muzrim Maan zindagi guzar gyi
Mauka Mila par kaante behissab the
Haa nishaan nahi the par zakhm hazaar the
Main mushkurati Rahi pata to tha hi
zindagi aasaan nhi
Par khud ko seeshe me dekh ke
phir aankhe kyu bhar aayi
Aisa kyu hua waisa kyu ab ye sawal main khudse karti hai
In sawalo ka bojh liye bewajah malal me rhti hoo

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~~~Regret~~~

Regret may weigh heavy in the present, But later, you will realize, it was not meant for you. Today, your clouds are dark, tomorrow, there will be a clear sky to fly.

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To my Noah,
At least, that's what I would have wanted your name to be.
We never got to meet, but I have loved you endlessly.
You'll always be a part of me till the day I die as you're forever marked within me.
I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough and being afraid got the best of me, which led to actions of behaving selfishly. Creating grief and regret that haunts me endlessly.
I pray and hope that one day You and God can forgive me and that I can learn to forgive 🙏 myself and begin to heal.

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जीवन में इसलिए अच्छे बने रहते हैं,
कि किसी चीज का मलाल ना रह जाए।
जीवन में यह भी कर सकते थे,
वह भी कर सकते थे, पर किया कुछ नहीं
एक अधूरा सवाल ना रह जाए।
पर जीवन में किया कुछ नहीं बस इसका मालन ना रह जाए।

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Thank you for loving me until you couldn't anymore. The latter is completely on me.

I'm sorry I wasn't able to save the part of me you fell in love with. Somewhere along our journey, life and circumstance took that away from me. In turn, I took that from us.

Forgive me.

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In times, when people should have get addicted to studies, they have earned addiction of social media.

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The un necessary silence May calm
the mind of a person but it deeply
hurts the other one by heart .

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The regret is so heavy to carry.

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The regret is so heavy to carry.

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In this world, the difference between giving cold shoulders and being silent, not speaking up like before, is like standing in the rain without an umbrella. Giving a cold shoulder feels like a sharp knife cutting through, leaving wounds that ache with every memory. But staying silent, not voicing what's in your heart, is like suffocating in a room filled with unspoken words, drowning in the weight of what could have been said but wasn't. It's a lonely place where regret echoes louder than any conversation ever could, where the silence speaks volumes of pain and lost chances.

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