I bulit a house
At the shore of the
Ocean of your memories
And enjoyed its cool waves
Occasionally kissing my feet.

But the ocean turned fatal
The waves turned lethal
And the same moana
That I so cherished
Engulfed me in its rage.

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and all this time, we were promising each other a future,
that deep down we both knew, did not exist.

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Maybe, happiness is about being most of yourself in anything you do.

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जब से मुझे तेरी चिठ्ठियाँ नहीं मिलीं
तब से बागों में तितलियाँ नहीं मिलीं

लाख नाम आया तेरा मेरी हर दुआ में
मगर खुदा को मेरी अर्जियाँ नहीं मिलीं

अंदर की उदासी चली भी जाती शायद
पर हवा को खुली खिड़कियाँ नहीं मिलीं

रहे राह से मंज़िल तक धूप ही धूप में
राहों में कहीं भी बदलियाँ नहीं मिलीं

इस बार इंतज़ार हर बार से ज़्यादा था
लेकिन दिसंबर को सर्दियाँ नहीं मिलीं

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Words loved me back,
when you couldn't.

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i found my soul in the cracks of the walls i'd built.
kept pleading for release, when it was i who had caged it all these years.

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बस इतिहास बदला हैं रकीब,
खुद को पहचान कर❤️

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Getting exact words for
expressing your thoughts is
like a 'WORDGASM' for writers.

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Using Tinder in Delhi & Mumbai is like using amazon; aur dikhaao, aur dikhaao. 😜

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