इश्क का अंजन चलाते चलाते,
हमारी खुद्दारी का ईंधन खत्म सा हो गया।

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What if I choose you above all?
What if I love you more than my own self?
What if I just let my present overpower my past?
What if I consider you to be my forever and last?
These are some of those questions which strike my mind,
And everytime that I try to search for their answers,
I get entangled and lost somewhere!
But this time,
You came and saved me from getting lost in my own trap.
Your presence made me realise, that, yes,
There is no harm in choosing you above all.
Your care towards me, forced me to love you more than my own self.
The way you stood strong beside me, taught me that, it's always better to let your present overpower your past.
Your mere existence in my life, assured me that, yes,
You are undoubtedly my forever and last!

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Happy Father's Day

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The moment,
When life takes its pace,
And living becomes a race.
When the dusk empowers the dawn,
And the smiles are all gone.
When the earth tries to reach the sky
And the tears of God become dry.
When the eyes become each other's rival,
And living becomes a survival.
At that moment,
Your smile pours into me, a life.
Your glance, separates my thoughts from strife.
Your touch, sets my heart ablaze.
Your voice, brings me back from sinistrous haze.
That's why,
Till the doomsday,
I will love you in any way!

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Can't find that paradise here,
In this place,
Where nobody is anybody's.
Where the start of the day,
And end of the night,
All seems intermingled.
Where instead of the melodious chirping of birds,
The cacophonous sounds can be heard.
Where materialistic gap is so less amongst the people,
But hearts are far away.
Where 'Aarti' in Temples,
And 'Namaz' in Masjids,
Have become a topic of intolerance.
Can't find that paradise here again....
The paradise where,
Everybody was a back of the other.
Where the start of the day,
And end of the night,
Could be distinguished and lived...
Where instead of cacophonous sounds,
Ears would get pleased by,
The soft chirping of birds.
Where inspite of having huge materialistic gap,
Hearts were so close.
Where 'Aarti' in Temples,
And 'Namaz' in Masjids,
Were considered as a single prayer to Almighty.
Where 'WE',
The kashmiri pandits,
Have left their souls.
Yes,
That essence,
That paradise,
Is not here.
AS WE KASHMIRI PANDITS ARE INCOMPLETE WITHOUT KASHMIR,
SIMILARLY,
KASHMIR IS INCOMPLETE WITHOUT KASHMIRI PANDITS.
AS 'WE' STILL REMEMBER KASHMIR,
KASHMIR ALSO REMEMBERS US.

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Sitting beside myself,in a place,
Where I have never been.
Longing to be with the one,
Whom I have never seen.
This panorama of love,
Which seems like a sunset to the world,
But my ticker perceives it as a bright sun,
Rising with an impetuous passion,
Just like our ardour.
With no endorsement about our destiny...
But still,I will keep sitting beside myself,
And keep finding you,
Whom I have never seen...

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You and ur memories,
Which used to create vagaries,
In my soft and tender heart,
They used to start,
Their heartwrenching malencholy....
Are gone...
And won't rebound back....
As they are all left over...

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Living with others....
While fighting from yourself....
Its tough....
Damn tough....

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I can't be urs...
But at least,
Let me be mine...

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Just curb and swallow those deep vehemences,
Thy era is gonna begin...
Thee are a warrior,
Don't forsake that demiurge's vocation.
Thee not born with fortitude,
Fortitude came into existence,
When thee came into being..
Just hold thy breath,
And conceal those intense lesions on your soul,
Because,
Thy era is gonna begin...

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