I suggest you to never date a guy like me.

For I'm a guy who'll take you for short but numerous trips, instead of a long trip. I'll leave you with long love poems when you're upset. I'll follow you in the crowded mall, holding your hands all the time. I'll love every nuisance of yours with much of my heart. I'll never judge your taste for clothes, or dressing sense. I'll entertain you with all I have, when you'll be bored.
I'll be a nice guy, but not the nicest one for your liking.

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"एकतरफ़ा प्यार की कीमत, तुम क्या जानो रमेश बाबू!"

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सुना है जब एक बार दिल टूटता है, तो उसका जुड़ पाना उतना ही मुश्किल होता है जितना कि सागर की लहरें रोकना। शायद इसी बात का एहसास हो रहा है अब मुझे। मुझे यूँ तो कभी लगा नहीं था, कि जीवन में दिल टूटने जैसा कुछ अनुभव करूँगा। बल्कि मुझे हमेशा से ही ये बातें बचकानी लगती थीं। शायद यहीं गलती कर बैठा!

प्यार का मतलब समझने की कोशिश की थी। मतलब तो दूर, प्यार का अस्तित्व ही नहीं बचा। किसीने सच कहा है, कि गर प्यार में तर्क ढूँढा जाये, तो वो प्यार, प्यार नहीं रहता। ऐसा ही कुछ मेरे साथ भी हो रहा था। देखो, झेल रहा हूँ ना। मैंने सुबह उठकर उसे याद करने की मानो जैसे आदत डाल रखी है; बहुत गलत आदत है।

आज जब पुरज़ोर कोशिश कर दिल को जोड़ लेने की सोचता हूँ, कोई अपना सा आशना नहीं मिल पाता। अब लगता नहीं, कि इस टूटे दिल को बाँध कर रख पाने की हिम्मत है किसी में। असल बात तो ये है, कि मैं नहीं चाहता अब जो भी हो, उसमे मुझे "उसकी" कोई भी झलक दिखे जिसे मैं भुला चुका हूँ। इसलिए बार-बार, हर बार हारता हूँ।

लेकिन, चाहता मैं भी नहीं कि किसीको मुझसे हमदर्दी हो। मैं भी जीवन, निरस, अकेला, अधूरेपन में नहीं गुज़ारना चाहता। मेरे भी कुछ अरमान हैं, जो अंदर दब कर खुद में उलझे से हैं, बस इतनी सी उम्मीद लगाए कि कहीं कोई आये और इन्हें वो रौशनी दे, जो किसी भी अँधेरे से लड़ने में मेरे साथ हो।

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I will not advise you or motivate you for how or in what way to live your life.
For I am not a boring motivator or something like that.
I am a friend of yours, and I'll offer a helping hand.
A hand not to pull you out of the heinous dark, but to push you to the brighter beginning.
A shoulder for you not to cry on; but to support you in your lowest days.
A smile not to cheer you up, but to remind you about the other beautiful things in the world.
A word not for your mood to be lighter, but to fly with it being your wings to heaven.

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Dear Future Kids,

Do you guys know, why is your wanna be Dad writing this to y'all? Because there are some confessions I wanted to do, before you two could take birth in this cruel world. Firstly, never believe on the myth that your Dad is a superhero. I repeat; never! Because your Dad is gonna teach you that you are your own hero. There's no other alternative for moving forward, protecting yourself, and feeling powerful.

Never ever feel yourself to be lower than anyone. You will be the best; best in the world. Your Dad will not leave a stone unturned for letting you stand on your own standards, and show the world, who you are and what you can do. Just try and believe on your father blindly, because until when I am here, I'll be there by your side.

Last but not the least, never feel alone! Your Dad is always here to listen, lend a help, and resolve your problems to their best. Even if I have failed at things, have taken wrong decisions, commited sins; you won't be doing that, and that's your Dad's promise. I'll try to be the best father for the best kids, and rather to y'all, a Best Friend.

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हाँ, मैं बदल गया हूँ!

(पढ़ते रहिये...)

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"You don't want me in your life anymore, right?"

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Dear Emotional Rollercoaster,

I know you've been through tough times. I've known you since when you were not in the best phase of your life maybe. But you've been strong throughout, and have never let anyone ruin your dreams in their style. When people couldn't hamper you, how will things do? I always try and bring a smile to your face. Miles apart, I can see you blushing through the almighty stars, and the sedating moon. I could've let you face it all alone, but maybe things could be much easier and beautiful to have someone by the side, to handle things occasionally. Only if we don't talk in leisure, aren't in touch for a while, ain't regular with the conversations; but all I know is, we are connected. Never let the cheerful, and for an instance, the prettiest smile fade away in the ghastly winds of time. I promise you to be on your days of merry and sorrow equally. Maybe I look defeaned, but trust me, I am here and always here for this beautiful emotional swing of mine.

Yours,
The Favourite Guy!

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Last night when I was busy scribbling something I always wished to, my pen seeked attention. Staring at me, it puked wisdom. Calling me a fluke, it asked for rights to be granted. Reminding me about how it delved in English, before Hindi and Urdu tended to exist in its ink. How the writing styles have been changed, mortified, and kept on releasing toxins from the day one. As this pen seeks attention, I always find a connection with its emotions. I accept my mistakes of not being equally just with both the styles equally. My hindi seems overpowering my English in all departments. Whereas my pen knows, how much it believes and have a subtle faith in every feeling which lingers with english. Now, when I've understood the meaning of a pen's pain, I promise to deliver in whatever seems apt to this ink of mine.

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Let these souls be Independent now! 💙

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