Dear Maa, I wish a day was enough to appreciate mothers, but I feel elated that there is specifically a day that acknowledges your presence. With each passing day, I miss you more
Let's talk about Equality
She wants freedom.Yes, she wants to explore the world like her brother does.But Alas! She expects father or brother to drop her to the coaching institute.Oh! Wait, but she is the feminist and
सरहदें
नायक सुशील कुमार उम्र - 22 वर्ष ब्लड ग्रुप - ओ + यूनिट - 14 मराठा अस्पताल में अपने बिस्तर पर लेटे हुए सुशील की नज़रें अनायास ही अपने बेड के दाहिने छोर
How Can You Not
Everything he saw in me made me fall deeper for him for it wasn't mere lust but the beauty of his heart. How can you not love the eyes so great? Every word
*The first walk*
I met her 3 years ago. The way she laid her eyes on me, made me fall for her immediately. I couldn’t stop smiling looking at her and she doesn’t even smile back.
Happy Birthday
I often come across people who are least interested in celebrating their birthdays or act like crazies on this day. Not because they do not love to celebrate their existence or they are
Under the blanket
*Under the blanket* Each day, I long for the night just to be with her. Under the blanket, I enter a place where I surrender myself to her, confessing my love for her.
Be my Poetry
Be my poetry, let me feel what other's don't. Be my poetry, let my thoughts unite with your soul. Be my poetry, let me say the unsaid. Be my poetry, let my ink
अधूरी कहानी
प्रेम की परकाष्ठा नहीं चाहिए थी हमें । महानता भी नहीं । हम तो छोटे लोग हैं। छोटे ख्व़ाब , छोटी ख़ुशियाँ , छोटी दुनिया । हमें भी बस अपनी एक छोटी सी
Distant Love
It’s been ages since I last met her. But I remember her vividly; her brown skin, soft texture, her smell and her never ending love. Her memories are all I have. We are
Dance In The Rain
And I dance in the rain , allowing the water fix my spirit. I dance , eradicating the toxins you marked on my existence. I dance , vitiating the pain you left on
Bleeding Flower
*Bleeding Flower* I am the bleeding flowerI am the one with scarsdeep and deep they are.Yes, I am the bleeding flower. I screech with pain as blood flows out of my body. Making
I WILL NOT BUCKLE
I did not like him. To introduce him to my friends was an absolute 'no -no'. Since we were brothers , I was invariably compared to him in some way or the other.
And I smiled...
Her tangled beautiful hair, her blue eyes amazed me how the blue sky and deep blue sea has blended altogether for me to just dive into her love, to realize how badly I
Once Again
Lub-Dub, Lub-Dub, they were high like tides. There was exasperation in my heart, and a sense of displeasure. Once again, he crushed my soul into pieces making me surrender against his strength. I
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