Aasaan hai mohobbat ki kashti me sawar hona....
or mushkil hai isko chalana....
Log kar to lete hai mohobbat..
par aksar bhool jatay hai usko nibhana....
Darna Mana Hai(Don't be afraid).. 👿
This is a real story of my paying guest(Rahul)..
That was a full moon night with a rainy climate, and Rahul stayed alone in his room.The time was about 1:00am(night) and suddenly light had gone. He awaked for a pee and when he went out of his room , there was darkness everywhere, not a single light bulb was lighting.
He just turned on his mobile torch and went for toilet , when he had done. He opened the door and saw a man is moving in the balcony who had no Head.That man without head had a fire in his hand and he was slowly moving here and there in the balcony. Once he saw that thing he just ran away to his room and quickly locked the door and he started ...
The soothing delirium setting in,
Dense liquor falling thin,
right into the bloodlet wound,
Evil was being poured into the bowl,
little did i know,
the same blood would draw,
the pentagram in the rituals,
and wound be served as the gateway for evil,
to enter its host....ME!
What is LOVE?
Love has many faces..
Love b/w Mom and son..
Love b/w Brother and sister.. and many others..
But I am talking about the Love for the person who was initially a stranger in your life and now he/she is your life.
How interesting it is.. We all love to the person whom we do not know before but after that the person becomes everything for us...
His habbits become your habbits.. his favorites are now your favorites..
His likes now your likes and his dislikes also become your dislikes..
Even in true love we sometime adopt his/her bad habbits also..
Love is a beautiful feeling of life....
Love is like a lotus in a mud pond....
Love makes people alive and also makes the...
Birthday dinners have now become a drag. Everyone keeps yapping about their fortunes and mishaps and a host of other things I'm not really interested in discussing. Not anymore. It was one such dinner. I observed him ordering some Thai dish for you. And it was real good. I ordered some Mei noodles and I could barely eat two spoonfuls. It sucked. When it was time to leave, you picked up your stuff and hugged us all. You opened the door and stepped out. He didn't notice that you perhaps wanted him to walk you till your bike. You waited outside the door for him to look at you. But he wasn't looking. I called out to him and pointed him towards you. The sweet fellow that he is, he went ru...
He is all the simple things in life.
He is early morning smiles and Saturday cartoons. He is rain pattering on the roof and living room forts. He is hopscotch on a summer day or the smell of fresh cut grass in the spring. He is "party until I can't feel my face" and "cry until you have nothing left inside". He is the "don't forget to tuck me in" and kisses goodnight. He is whispers of "I love you" and tears of "I promise I will never let go". He is all the simple things in life.
And all the simple things are in him.
Why when you are go missing
My heart goes desperate for you.
Why when you don’t think of me
My mind races thoughts of you.
Why when you sleep so peaceful
I am awake frantic for you.
Why do you torture my devotion
When all I want is love from you.
Highly motivated people are busy giving motivation and the demotivated ones are free enough to be savourly addicted by dopamine!
If you find someone you love in your life, then hang on to that love.
- Princess Diana
When i think , what happen when we die.
Our spirit is looking at its own body like a kid is watching a moon, just like he wants to catch it but he can't.
What happens when your spirit look those people whom you love alot like your family and your partner are removing your thoughts from their mind and heart. How it will feel when you see those people who was your life now wanted to forget you.
Same feeling you can feel while you are alive.
it feels when you hurt your love and you can't make it right again. And you are watching that person is going to remover you from his/her life just like you are dead now.
😔 Never ever hurt anybody , if it happend because of you say sorry to your love and ...
Tiny story from mah heart.
Ye story hai ek bacchay Rahul ki jo 9 sal ka hai, uski 3 choti behen and ek chota bhai hai, or uske father ki death ek laa ilaaj bimari se ho gai jiska naam tha malaria, hai na bohot khatranak bimari.. i know aapke dil me aya hoga iska to ilaz easily ho sakta tha par janab wo bimari se nahi, gareebi se mare kyuki unke pas na khane ko tha or na ilaz ko.
Uski maa bhi bechari handicapped thi jo kaam nahi kar pati thi.
Ghar ka sabse bada hone ki wajah se Rahul ko hi kaam karna padta tha kyuki ye paapi pet hai sahab jo kisi ki nahi sunta. Par usne bheek nahi maangi balki usne mehnat ka raasta chuna or wo subah garbage chugta/uthata tha or usme se bechne layak cheezo k...
When you drowned them in liquor.
The rest gets thicker,
Making you sicker,
So you stop talking each time you’re asked if you’re alright,
only to reply everything’s fine,
and force a grin upright,
the whole time
you feed yourself lies,
just to say goodbye
a little quicker.
Your eyes show
no sign of life,
If a picture says a thousand words,
I wonder then
of the mirror?
In poetry I find my peace
I scribble my anger and smiles
With keystrokes of electronics
And through the inks of pens
I emancipate my soul from the
Tortures and joys this planet of a place
Exerts on me
In poetry I define me
My thoughts and the world
That surrounds me
It's beauties and other face a word
Will name ugly
In poetry I create my world
I live in words and artwork
Colours depicting rage and comfort
And words explaining it's worth
In poetry I find love
I love and respect myself more
And the soothing comprehension
My thoughts coherence with reality
In poetry I'm home
A home that cherishes and adores me
A home of words and art...
What I See Vs. How I Feel
My eyes see an auditorium filled with people on their feet
A spotlight shining down on me
Sweat dripping from my hairline due to the overwhelming heat
Applause ruptures throughout the room, shaking the building’s frame
Crowd goers whistling threw their lips
So many individuals clapping their hands
That I hear one continuous and harmonious sound
But when I close my eyes
Oh, how I am alone
Taunted by my own mind
Drenched in the weight of solitude
Stranded in an endless sea of pitch black
Where the water and horizon are indistinguishable
With no signs of light
Not even a comfortable climate
As I am shaking from the biting cold
Not a sound is to be heard
Now live on my phone
My phone’s like a
second heart to me.
I gotta keep it charged
To connect with everyone
With those who are far away from me.
A blessing and an energy vampire both in one,
Staying indoors and not getting enough sun,
When away I can’t breathe
As if it is oxygen to me
And I need it to live.
Aksar zehen mein yeh khayaal aata hai,
ke kisiko seene se lipat ke rolu,
Magar rouu toh rouu kaise,
Aasu ko kaagaz pe uthaarne ke aadat jo ho gayi hai.
I'm going to beg the stars
wherever you are, live well
and they will find the one
who will be your everything,
who will suffer through all
your pains. They know who is
the fortunate one and he
will be with you forever,
making way for peace.