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Foreseeable Unpredictability?

A midst pin drop silence, I hear voices. They whisper. Whisper something to me in my ear. I don't quite understand the words, but they sound very aloof. Words being aloof? I don't know. They sound like a never ending chain of thoughts that I can't keep up with. They say something in the language of moments. Now, who seems to understand that? I only seem to understand it, after the moment has passed. Better late than never they say, but sometimes it is never. Is it my mind playing with my thoughts or are my thoughts playing with my mind? I don't know. I see the sun. It just came up. Came to greet me. What if I don't like its presence? What if I like the fact it goes down every night to betray the promise of survival it made to mankind? What if I like that it doesn't stay faithful to the new skies, and makes them live through the beauty of illumination only to leave them in the end with darkness? Oh look, it took offense and bid goodbye. The moon gives mixed ...

Aashiqui

Shiddat mein itna kho gaye hum, ki zarre zarre ki khoobsurati ko bhool gaye hum... Shiddat mein itna kho gaye hum, ki zarre zarre ki khoobsurati ko bhool gaye hum... Humari yeh gustakhi maaf kar dijiyega, Aapko dekh har dastoor ko kubool kar gaye hum. Madhoshi mein hosh kho bethe, Ikraar se karaar gawa bethe. Aapki har ada se, sanam, Hum lutf ho kar, aashiqui jata bethe :)

Kaun ho aap?

Hum se ek nazar, milakar to dekho. Bhul jaoge saara jahaan, dil lutakar to dekho. <3 Aapko dekh kar aisa lagta hai ki kuch mukhtalif si zindagi hone waali hai humari... kuch andekhe khwab, ansuni dhadkanein aur ankahe ishaaron se hi chal rahi hai saasein humari. Mohabbat shayad humare liye bani hai ya nahin, woh humein nahin maalum, par aap ko choone se shayad badal rahi hai harkatein humari :)

Muskurahatein...

Na sher ho na shayari ho, na jaane kiski khumari ho. na paas ho na door ho, phir kyun gustakhiyon ka kasoor ho? Bass ek baar woh muskurahat de do humein, jis par hum fida hue the. Bass ek baar woh mahatv de do humein, jisse hum juda hue the...

A Grandmother of a kind

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Today I look back for a while and I have a few tears but a bigger smile. May be she was not the healthiest but she was a great dadi to me. She showered me with love like no other. She lived a life without her second half for too long and I'm glad she is united with him. My dadi....passed away a few hours ago. She went away doing the thing she loves best, traveling. At least she didn't suffer. If she was here, I would hug her and say for the last time "I love you Dadi and will miss you truly. Stay safe and happy in heaven because there are good people there too. Find love and solace which you haven't gotten for many years." May her soul rest in peace. May God keep her happy. Alas, a blessing has become past.