I have met few,
I have missed many,
World is oyster of hopes,
heartbreaks so many,
loves, if any,
Walking in rooms,
Standing in streets,
Place time mood,
Tame us together.
Who decides these ?

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khwab jo toota,
bistar mein dubka,
aansuon se takiya nehla diya,
dukhta hai, kehne laga,
maine dhoop se sek diya,
purana gaana bhi suna diya,
sir god mein rakhke sula liya,
Jaaga to jud gya,
turant udd gya,
tootega to phir aana maine kaha,
dekhen kab tak judega.

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A feather fell from clouds,
a leaf joined in,
the two performed midair,
unrelated beings,
they fell on hibiscus,
breaking it's neck,
down the three went,
on a broken idol,
and joined it back.

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an unheard song,
your toe nails,
humm in my ears,
cut my heart.

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Summers run the mind,
Winters run the soul,
Fireside and unknown playlist,
A book and an ink pen,
Since evening, thinking of you.
Let's write together.

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कोई मुझे ख्वाब बनाके उसकी नींद में ले चलो,
अब और नही होता इंतजार उजाले का।

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I remember that winter noon,
When no hope was to come soon,
I prayed for nature to swoon,
But goddess was immune,
Born with silver spoon,
Too long I stayed in cocoon,
Looked like a cartoon,
turning into a prune,
I heard a tune,
I ran towards day moon,
away from gloom,
Bringing up a typhoon,
For a gentle croon,
and I found Haroon,
In a bottle of perfume,
I opened it up and turned into you.

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बड़े आसान हो बात करने में,
न अकड़ कोई, न भय कोई,
शर्मिंदगी की शिकन नहीं,
गर्व का न पर्दा,
न किसी को खुश करने की लालसा,
न उदास करने की आदत,
न कोई मापदंड,
न कोई धारणा,
न अपेक्षा, न अनादर,
वृक्ष सी स्थिरता,
कहने की न तत्परता,
सुनने की समुंदरता,
सब समा लेते हो,
बड़े आसान हो बात करने में।

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Radius aspired to be a scientist, but he couldn't. What he became was a psyntific. After a lot of desperate attempts, he discovered ability to sustain through time living a never ending life.

The year was 1901
Curzon: Now we can see our bones.
Radius: Yes after we Indians break them. You can have a good look.
Curzon: Heard of X Rays ? Read this.
Radius: eh hmm! Wil what! Wilhelm, hell! Rotgen, Roentgen... alright! stole my idea. I had imagined it a month back, while working on a railway project in Bengal. Nonsense.
Curzon: Railways and X rays ?
Radius: no! This guy Noble. Apparently this fool has made a charity out of guilt of making a beautiful thing called dynamite, which my Viceroy is helping you trade in India. This charity will award this fool X ray man.
Curzon: time will tell what is more beautiful thing.

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सिलवटों से पता लगता है,
नींद अच्छी मिली है,
बेपरवाह एक रात गुजारी है।

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