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Something different comes this way. Of sending her daughter away. Fearful deity no one controls. But let go she must. As a dream has to be fulfilled. And turns it into a smile. If I could make this parting.
Be the reason for million smiles but never be a reason for even a single grudge. Try to heal yourself in your own way. One who loves you will not confuse you.
When deep down you know you are not doing what you should be doing and someone just reminds you that, results in us being angry. Aaj tumhe jo Khushi de raha hai,. Wahi tumhe kal gam bhi dega,. Khuda se na fariyad karna uski,. Kyuki khuda ke baad usi ka naam aayega. What matters the most, the small little things or the biggest of the things for a relationship to blossom? January 7, 2017.
My beginning from her last words. NOT tO bE OKAY! Then I am OkaY. TwìŚt and TùRńŚ Öf LÌFÈ. A NIGHT FULL OF DREAMS. SISTERHOOD OF THE WORLD BLOGGER AWARD. A NIGHT FULL OF DREAMS.
The patriot in us awakes only on 15 aug ,26 jan and ind-pak matches . The patriot in us awakes only on 15 aug ,26 jan and ind-pak matches . The day we attained freedom and the journey of India. First of all happy 70th independence day to all.
Love poems are that bitter. Medicine that makes me want. In my mouth; my taste buds. Are sensitive, they have zero. Spices and tangy fruits; my. Disgust, my mouth brews saliva,. At the touch of salt overdose,. And my throat ejects it. Like a car with closed windows. And the odour of seat covers. Made of leather filling my lungs.
I Love You So Deep. I Love You So Deep. Never leave the one who lives only for you. My love will never end.
Life is all about peeing in the swimming pool and turning it green. One fine day my tooth cells died. And my buck tooth turned black. Looked in the mirror and hard I cried. Oh it looked so gross and wack. Just Smiled at everyone and never laughed again. And Smiling Buddha was my new name. I went to a party and opened my mouth. And everyone there shouted aloud. Like they have seen bloody Mary. But my laughter was indeed scary. Then they laughed so hard, I cried.
I recall just two weeks back I wrote about groping and gender inequality. Never knew that another incident shall provoke me to write for the same. None the less, today I shall not criticize because eventually, the hooligans might not be reading WordPress.
Be the Best version of Yourself. How love and lust can be celestial. How stars and moon can be eximious. How the fragrance of blossoming flowers can be sempiternal. How rains can form the showers of love and hope. How alphabets woven words decorously define the life. 1 Comment on Poetry Taught Me. The SILVER moonlight caressed her face. Her face shimmered WHITE as snow. And the BLACK sadness of her face vanished. 11 Comments on Black Vanished.
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Literature is that neuter, that composite, that oblique into which every subject escapes, the trap where all identity is lost, beginning with the very identity of the body that writes. The Death of the Author. 8220;And you consider all this natural? What could be more natural than a rhinoceros? Do I dare disturb the universe.
Saturday, May 2, 2015. An artefact, of sorts. Rather plain to look at. But the envy of lots. The very best version of me. The kind I want to be. The kind I want to look. The kind for which in my dreams. I am often, mistook. My friends feel it too. One feels fairer, another, thinner. And one swears her breasts even grew. And we stare at it for hours. Lost in a state of bliss.
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