Now I see, history’s song is sung
By tyrants loud, with silver tongue.
Not all the truths, but chosen few,
Are stitched into the past they drew.
A tale reshaped, not wholly true,
But what they want the world to view.

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My kind of people are those who love Bougainvillea.

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Unlike stories, poems don't require an ending to make sense or to be incomplete,

So if your heart hasn't officially declared it as over, then maybe it is a poem...

Everyone doesn't essentially have to have a story...

Some of us can have poems too..

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As a kid I thought elders don't make mistake, as I grew up I realised everyone makes mistakes, its just that mature humans have grace to accept their mistakes.

That's all that's required to have that respect intacted.

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I found there is only one true friend and enemy in Life- Hope.

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Patios, balconies, windows these are my favourite....

They seem to be courageously holding their stance for their own piece of sky amidst the stoic,blind concrete walls.

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Man thoda udas sa ho raha tha,
Ki tabhi meri najar balcony se dikhte gulmohar ke ped par pari,

Aur mere dil ne kaha, yun har kisi ke pass balcony se dikhta gulmohar nahi hota,

And I felt so blessed 😍

Bas nazriya badalne ki der hoti hai!

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Incomplete is beautiful, as you can't change a complete thing, for only 'incompleteness' gives you a pool of choices to end it as you want, as you desire, as you dream it to be....

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I remember, standing next to that big open window on a rainy afternoon of August,

While being in his arms and smoking the same ciggerate.

The smoke flew in the moist, heavy air like an artwork.

I rested my head on his chest and watched the rain while feeling the warmth of his hug

No thoughts in mind, living just that moment.

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Kai baar kudh se puchti hun, kyu naraz hun ab bhi us se mein?

Kanhi mujhe dar toh nahi ki, agar narazgi chor di toh bacha khucha narazgi ka rishta bhi khatam ho jayega!

Kisi se naraj hona bhi toh rishta nibhana hi hota hai,

Varna kaun kisi se yun barso naraz rahta hai, log toh do din mein bhool kar age badh jate hain.

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