You're my merry

You're that dream  I can never remember.. You're that memory  which can never get faded.. You're that happiness  I can never own. You're that wishlist..  in which sea of emotions gets welled up.. You're that star  which twinkles tauntingly and vanishes.. You're that fear I can never embrace You're...

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You name it..What? Meaningless? Okay

I have nothing to write, yet I wanna write..weird, no? Okay, so what do I write? Where does inspiration vanish just when you need it dearly? Holding onto the possibilities..  For as speechless a melody can make us         as many perceptions our pea-sized head can draw         as  far...

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Nothing hits harder than..No Sleep!

Its weird how things seems perfect for a sec turn out to be a feigned image formed in head. I overthink. Yes. And what help does it do? Well, it blesses me bouts of headache which is nothing more or less like a hangover without actually drinking. Huh! its huge. Peaceful sleep seem like a myth these days. Talks with my bestie....

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Such Randomness

Life can be confusing, that we all know But I didn't know Mother Nature can be confusing too.. Anyways first read this :P I've got a complaint to Nature--                               Why Oh Why? Do you shower like its the end of the world,  ...

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Living Through The Perks

                                                                                Have you ever read a book that u actually felt...

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That'd be great

We shall sing our song Upon the roof, underneath the glinting stars We shall write our song Weaving words of comfy silence Lulling each other to sleep Coz we choose                             Maggi and hot chocolate over ritzy dinners      ...

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On the note of 'Lists'

My "Oh My God, Why?" list: 1. Why is it that we like to confide in strangers? 2. Why do we (especially ME)  ALWAYS  make someone the "center of my universe" ? when clearly my presence is "Nothing" to them?? 3. Why do we hold all the little moments, wrap them, write about them and hide it safely in our secret closet...reliving each bit of them in our dreams?? when those "someone" can't even recall them. 4. Why do we always try to be genuinely...

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So, Its Goodbye? All like that?!

                         The clock ticked 1 in the morning, waking her up. She then realized that she dozed away on the book she was reading earlier. No, she couldn't study this way. Cursing her tiredness, she jumped out of her warm cozy bed, washed her face, made herself a cup of tea and determined to finish her last minute revision for her next day exam. She read for half an hour...

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Know ME

                                       Its been long since I've last blogged. The regular poems makes it sound so monotonous *Really*. So, its time I come up with something other hand.Generally, I'm the most talkative person :-P. Trust me, this is going to be a looong post. Of late, I was wondering about the hashtag I've seen on twitter #100factsaboutme....

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jab they met

वो  एक तारामय रात ता ... जब वो  मिले थे .. समारोह के लिए खिलना ई - मुस्कान शेत्रुओं के लिए दो तो कुछ बाते शुरू हुई और तारे चमकने लगि .. प्यार खामोश दिल में रास्ता मिल गया जब वो मिले थे.. वक़्त के साथ साथ .. समय और दूरी को सहते हुए.. कुछ देर ओर चले ..इस दुनिया से बेखबर ... पर न ये कुछ कहाँ न उसने.. जब वो मिले थे .. क्यों की उन्हें डर था की कहीं वो उन्हें खो न दे .. बाते थम गयी..दूरियाँ अपने राह बना ली अब थो न ये आँसू...

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Crumpled Paper

I scribbled, I tore and I wrote again... Trying to tell you all my pain.. They kept coming back, raw, violent, brutal and vehemently.. I sketched, I fumbled upon all those words unspoken.. But it didn't heal either... You were never beside me, nor was your shadow.. I searched, I groped all the energy.. for it slowly poured in, and crumbled me to pieces.. blinding light shone from above cutting down all the shreds of broken .. I squiggled, I scrawled...

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Your 'Sky'ness..!!

summer recreation P.S. Writing down on a paper has its own essence that can never be replaced with typing.. ...

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Unopened Envelope

                                                  I shall be empty For that smile I wear.. when it all rushes back where solitude hugs and caresses me to sleep I shall be concealed for all the tears...

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On The Edge

Little would they know.. strolling through the memory.. the pain it took to overcome..                                         Heart that pounds furiously                    ...

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Little Somethings

This was his D-day... How restless he was waiting for this day.His book got published. The audience response, appreciation, recognition, over-night fame was overwhelming. *claps claps* *click click* His dream has come true. "Sir, amazed by the response, planing for your next book?" asked an interviewer quickly. "No, I'm still...

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My Eternal Home

Books..!!  Hah! my love, my bestie,my only pass-time, an easy escape...footpath to eternity!                                                    How I adore reading books. It all started with...

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Eyes Upon You

        We all live in a world where they are many people around who stop us , question us, point out our mistakes but never make an effort to correct them! Have you noticed that boy who always jumps up on answering the questions posed on him by the teacher? Did you ever care of talking to the girl who prefers...

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Sia

                    She was early as usual. Everyday she was the first to reach the place of work.She opened the windows letting the cool breeze kiss her face and make her shiver.It was after the long winter day that sun peeped in ruling over the dark witty clouds.    ...

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Unfilled Emotions

                                                                              Gaping at plain paper...        ...

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My "Love" Story

                          I`ve never been a believer of love-at-first-sight.I staunchly believed it to be an early indication of the new era`z apocalypse. And to think it was plagiarised too. Well, not until that fateful friday...        ...

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