Aaj fir peenay ki tamanna hai.... Aaj fir jeenay ka irada hai. 😎
Tudey, an gerl say - Bahadur yu is vary saxy.. . I say - yas I using set wet gel.
किसी की खामोशी को उसकी कमजोरी मत समझना, खामोश तो वो पत्थर भी होता है जहाँ लोग सिर झुका कर मन्नते मंगा करते है.
"People write because no one listens"
Being positive won't guarantee you'll succeed, but being negative will guarantee you won't.
Kon kahte hai Bhagwaan aate nai........ ham meera ke jaise bulate nai 🎧🎼🎼🧚🏻♂🙏🏻✨🙂
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Hai frands..
I apear for CAT, I 99.9 percantyle skore. Meny peepal ask me haw english yu skore so hi..? I say- Only reed Chetan Bhagat book, and waach english filam.. you english wil vary straang soon.
A CUP OF SUGARLESS TEA
Have you ever noticed, how heavy rain and thunder empties up your mind for some time?
It's like you feel every droplet of rain that is poring down and the symphony of a thousand such droplets splashing off of the empty wet streets makes you live just in that moment.
Both her hands were around my neck, on an scantily crowded street of a small town, amidst the roar of rain and sky, in one of the simpler evenings of 1991. Words were hard to construct. We looked at each other for some time. Her lips were quivering..maybe that's how the lips talk when emotions can't. I silenced the quiver with mine. We never saw each other again since.
It is raining, now. I am sipping my tea. Streets are flooded......and so is my mind.
😂😂😂
Isliye Shaktimaan BHI parle g khata tha.
Tum kuch nahi kr paoge
The Axe Forgets
The Tree Remembers
Marriages are made in heaven.. and are turned into hell, on Earth.
I het valantime weak. All gerls go craaji far me...saying I labh yu Bahadur.. Phoolis garls! I only ekcept garls who score 99.9 parcentyle in verbal seksion of CAT.
She came to me in 2005, 2 months old. She was afraid in the new home and slept on my bed with me. Inspite of getting scolded by parents for letting her getting spoiled, we continued on our adventures. As if she always knew what I felt, and just listened to me when ever I blabbered. She left me on 2nd Feb, aged 14 years. I visited her 4 days back at my home and as if she was just waiting for me to say her good byes. She was battling kidney failure since last April. She stopped eating but when I visited her, just to make me happy, she ate from my plate. Even when she was unable to walk, she made efforts to walk up to me. You see, there is a reason why God and Dog are anagrams. It's because of you Mauli. It's because of you.
जिस्मों का अंजाम जिस दिन देंख लोगे दोस्तों, उस दिन तुम्हे रूह से मुहब्बत हो जाएगी..!!
A MORNING WITHOUT HER
Her emerald eyes, would wake me up every morning..
Finding her while laying on bed,might be the best thing that happened every morning.
The golden sunlight hitting the red carpet, her scolding face for me waking up late, and then her smile.. who knew a morning hater like me would one day gladly write about it.
Every morning she would ask me about my preferences in breakfast and ended up making scrambled eggs and coffee mostly.
She would put on this old radio, and slightly sway with its tune and the cracked eggs would soon begin to fry. I would pick up the newspaper, and with my geeky glasses on, start devouring every inch of it and every now and then take a peek at her b'ful hindside.
Happy times doesn't come with a label on. The carpet is still red, and radio..rustic. And I am still here, alone.. still breathing.