When God closes a door, he usually makes sure my fingers are in it.....
Once upon a time..I was a notorious guy
Mar jau mai hichkiyon se... Kabhi to iss kadar yaad karo hume.
I do, and just keep doing it..
Soch kar kabhi darr sa lagta hai.... Zindagi aesi hai, to maut kaisi hogi.
Iss Sadi me ek hi breakup hua h aur hua h Neha kakar aur himanshu Kohli ka
What if one night you wake up to have water.. And in the corridor, one of your dead relative suddenly appears running towards you with all their might...
सोचा था घर बना कर.. बैठुंगा सुकून से पर घर की ज़रूरतों ने मुसाफ़िर बना दिया । #copied-maal
I am too weak in advanced maths - trigonometry, geometry, algebra... Kaha se start Karun ...?
Expecting to qualify IAS without much preparation is like taking a pregnancy test without getting fu*ked.
For spying n to take revenge from terrorists..i have changed my looks
"She shivers in the wind like the last leaf on a dying tree..."
Is kadar jal uthe jazzbaat Ki hum so na sake
The wind rises electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume with sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be alright. That I'll save her from whatever she's running from and take her far far away. I tell her I love her. A lie? I give her a quick push and she falls...it seemed like an eternity, she hits the ground and disintegrates, thats what gravity does when you fall off 10 storeys. "I hope i did the right thing" someone said inside my head. At the time it made sense, now i couldnt even recognize the voice. I sat there for a long time and thus my madness began.
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वो किताबों में दर्ज़ था ही नहीं,... जो पढ़ाया सबक ज़माने ने।
"तस्वीर बनाये क्या कोई, क्या कोई लिखे तुझपे कविता;
रंगों छंदों में समाएगी, किस तरह से इतनी सुंदरता?"
Arz kiya h हम तनहा ही चले थे ज़िंदगी का दही जमाने, बूंदियां (dost) मिलती गयीं... रायता बनता गया।
Guzar rha hu aaj teri galiyon se... Ek akhri deedaar ki tamanna dil me liye.
Pour me a drink..and let me forge about you
the touch of your greasy hair..
and your intoxicating eyes, so rare
Make me a joint.. let me forget my name
and make you , mine in a dream of extended canvass
streaching out from me to you..
Pour me a drink.. and let me close my eyes
and feel you with my fingers runnning through you skin
sipping my drink every now and then.